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Post by Milk on Jul 11, 2008 1:14:34 GMT -5
Alexis was silent, then answered with an obvious avoidance of whatever the subject may or may not be. "No reason...Just asking." She began to fiddle with her napkin.
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Post by K-aos on Jul 11, 2008 11:09:33 GMT -5
Deric gently placed his cool vamperic fingers on her cheek, he ran them and her jaw drawing her head up to look at him.
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Post by Milk on Jul 11, 2008 13:54:53 GMT -5
Alexis blushed and let him move her head. She looked at him, staying perfectly still.
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Post by K-aos on Jul 11, 2008 20:16:07 GMT -5
"your past is not something that i worry over..."
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Post by Milk on Jul 11, 2008 20:18:36 GMT -5
She lowered her eyes to the table, frowning. "I worry about it." she mumbled. "It affects my present."
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Post by K-aos on Jul 11, 2008 20:29:36 GMT -5
"yes, but the presnt does not exist.. only the past and the future"
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Post by Milk on Jul 11, 2008 20:32:49 GMT -5
Alexis blinked at that. She didn't quite agree, but then again, pessimism caused her to think, Then my past will affect my future, and someday you won't like me as much. Her eyes looked sad, mournfully sad, at that thought.
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Post by K-aos on Jul 12, 2008 13:50:11 GMT -5
"your past con only effect you as much as you alow it to" he said this in a soft comforting voise.
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Post by Milk on Jul 12, 2008 14:13:09 GMT -5
Alexis was silent, contemplating. She spoke finally, asking, "What are we gonna do with the last few slices of pizza?"
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Post by K-aos on Jul 12, 2008 14:43:43 GMT -5
"make you eat it?" he smiled, teasing her.
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Post by Milk on Jul 12, 2008 15:02:47 GMT -5
She blushed and crinkled her nose. "Now?"
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Post by K-aos on Jul 12, 2008 21:48:39 GMT -5
He smiled "i was teasing you"
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Post by Milk on Jul 12, 2008 21:53:41 GMT -5
She grinned and blushed. "Oh...I'm dumb." she joked.
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Post by K-aos on Jul 13, 2008 1:13:00 GMT -5
"it's ok, we'r all alowed to be blond sometimes"
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Post by Milk on Jul 13, 2008 1:15:05 GMT -5
Her nose crinkled. "Blond is so...nasty." she mumbled, two reasons behind her words. Her mother, the biological contributor one, had been a blond. And she hated her mother. Second reason was someone once said she'd make a pretty blond, and that person she also hated.
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