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Post by Basini on Jun 15, 2010 8:41:13 GMT -5
This piqued his curiosity a little, but as he was trying to remain a fellow grown-up in this situation, he didn't pry.
"Er, there's somewhere, I'm sure..."
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Post by László on Jun 15, 2010 22:05:51 GMT -5
He wondered just how his new acquaintance would react to any one of the bars he could think of, and then hit on an idea.
"Actually, I think there's something that would suit--not low at all, but not wound up so tight you can't have fun."
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Post by Basini on Jun 16, 2010 8:00:18 GMT -5
It never seemed to occur to Basini that the adult world was that different from the schoolyard. Striding up to strangers, forcing a few awkward words and then glancing over to them in classes to detect if they were looking back at you. Or perhaps that Paris wasn't exactly equivalent to H______ in terms of what trouble one could get up to.
"I'm not too particular." Stefan forced a laugh he hoped sounded ennui-laden and cosmopolitan. "Lead the way!"
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Post by László on Jun 16, 2010 21:30:27 GMT -5
"Great! Let's get out of here." He made a rather roundabout way through the opera house, exiting through a hidden side-door and completely bypassing the formal entrance area. Once outside, he headed in a westerly direction. (( Thread!))
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