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Post by Basini on Oct 16, 2010 16:48:54 GMT -5
The two tussled again, this time without any boob-grabbing.
"I'm telling my mother!"
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Post by Meg Giry on Oct 16, 2010 16:54:02 GMT -5
"Tell her what, that you were being a nasty little peeping tom?"
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Post by Basini on Oct 16, 2010 18:00:39 GMT -5
"That--"
He just kind of made an indignant noise.
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Post by Meg Giry on Oct 17, 2010 6:19:43 GMT -5
"Ha-ha."
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Post by Basini on Oct 21, 2010 14:19:32 GMT -5
"Now look what you've done, you got blood on your dress."
He said this with rueful satisfaction. Yes! He had gotten his own back by bleeding on her! Truly a triumph of the masculine.
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Post by Meg Giry on Oct 29, 2010 10:58:43 GMT -5
Meg lifted an eyebrow.
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Post by Basini on Oct 29, 2010 20:36:32 GMT -5
And then he lay back down again, shutting his eyes to try to will the headache away. Uncle would be furious...
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Post by Meg Giry on Dec 2, 2010 6:34:06 GMT -5
"Oh, get up."
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Post by Basini on Dec 2, 2010 18:03:09 GMT -5
"Don't tell me what to do!"
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Post by Meg Giry on Dec 3, 2010 6:43:52 GMT -5
"If you don't want me to tell on you, you'll do as I say!"
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Post by Basini on Dec 3, 2010 19:26:31 GMT -5
"... fine." He peeled himself off of the floor. "You don't tell the others where I went and I won't tell anyone important that you beat me and threw bottles at me, do you promise?" There, totally level-headed mature adult decision-making right there.
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Post by Meg Giry on Dec 3, 2010 19:44:09 GMT -5
"I only threw a shoe at you, and that's the natural order of things."
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Post by Basini on Dec 3, 2010 19:45:59 GMT -5
"I hadn't even done anything!"
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Post by Meg Giry on Dec 3, 2010 19:49:01 GMT -5
"You were watching us change!"
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Post by Basini on Dec 3, 2010 19:49:51 GMT -5
"That's hardly anything at all!"
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