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Post by Milk on Jun 19, 2008 21:24:00 GMT -5
((sorry for slow replies. i'm drawing and reading...and thinking about things))
Tremor followed silently, a slight grin spreading across his face. His eyes wandered over her body as he followed; she hadn't changed on bit. He smiled at that, happily. She was so beautiful in his mind, and he had been such a fool before.
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Post by Koops on Jun 19, 2008 21:28:11 GMT -5
((Don't worry about it, I don't mind.))
"Okay, it's $450 a month, there's two bedrooms, one bathroom, a kitchen, and a living room. The kitchen includes a fridge and oven, there's cable and internet access included and also hydro and such. It's pretty cheap for all of that, no?" Savitri asked him leaned back against one of the walls, watching him. "Have any questions?"
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Post by Milk on Jun 19, 2008 21:41:50 GMT -5
"None at all...About the rooms, anyways." he smirked. "So...What do I have to do to get this place?" he asked softly after a few moments of thinking. He was debating on chickening out or not. "Also, how's work?"
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Post by Koops on Jun 19, 2008 21:45:19 GMT -5
She was quiet for a while, looking him over suspiciously, she wondered why Tremor would want to live in the same place as her. "If you want it, just tell me and ill let you live here, you'll have to talk to my parents too though. But i'm pretty sure that they'll let you have it immediately, they do like you afterall." Savitri said to him, her eyes half lidded now and her form more relaxed. "Work is alright... And by the way, we don't have any rules against pets, or parties, as long as nothing breaks from the parties and there's no cops, ambulances, or firetrucks involved."
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Post by Milk on Jun 19, 2008 23:01:55 GMT -5
Tremor nodded. "I would like to live here, thanks. And I will talk to them immediately, if that's okay? I have to go to work tonight, oddly." He chuckled, clearly amused at this fact.
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Post by Koops on Jun 19, 2008 23:07:01 GMT -5
"Fine." She said blankly and pushed herself from the wall, she walked past him, their arms brushing a little. Savitri went upstairs and then lead Tremor out onto the deck where her parents were sitting and talking. Her mothers name was Radica and she looked slightly like Savitri did with the same dark hair and facial structure. Her fathers name was Leon, he had the same colour eyes as her. "Mom, Dad... Tremor wants to live here." Savitri muttered and put her hands into her back pockets.
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Post by Milk on Jun 19, 2008 23:19:19 GMT -5
Tremor smiled inwardly at the brush of their arms. He followed silently, always silent, to the deck upstairs. He smiled politely at Radica and Leon, and bowed slightly to them. "Always a pleasure, Radica and Leon. How are you these days?" he asked, voice deep with respect.
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Post by Koops on Jun 19, 2008 23:26:38 GMT -5
Radica smiled at Tremor, she had always thought of Tremor as a good kid, "You're always so polite. And my husband and I are doing very good these days." Leon nodded in agreement to his wifes words and then sat up straighter in his seat. "I think Radica and I can allow you to live here." He told him with a large, friendly grin. Savitri mentally sighed to herself, she could just feel how awkward it would be already.
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Post by Milk on Jun 19, 2008 23:33:10 GMT -5
Tremor smiled at them politely. "THank you ma'am. And that is great to hear. Thank you." he said to all three things in order. Tremor smiled politely again and bowed slightly once more. "I have some other business to attend to unfortunately, and I was wondering if I could return later to fill out hte paperwork, if that's necessary."
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Post by Koops on Jun 19, 2008 23:37:49 GMT -5
Leon nodded his head immediately, "Of course, we won't be here when you get back but Savy will help you out with whatever you need." Radica was smiling softly at the boy, he was her favourite boyfriend of Savitri's, because he was always so respectful and kind. Savitri frowned at her parents and then turned from them, "I'll show you to the door, Tremor." She told him and then began walking away, she heard her parents tell Tremor 'Good bye' politely as she walked away.
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Post by Milk on Jun 19, 2008 23:43:39 GMT -5
Tremor told them goodbye as well, and kissed Radica's hand then left, following silently behing Savitri. "So...They seem well. And their opinion of me hasn't changed...Did you mention our fights to them, or are they oblivious to that still?" He asked as they neared the door. He was whispering.
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Post by Koops on Jun 19, 2008 23:46:54 GMT -5
"They don't know about the fights." Savitri replied quietly and opened the door once she got to it, she moved out of the way for him to leave. "It isn't any of their business anyways." She muttered out and watched him with a bored expression.
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Post by Milk on Jun 19, 2008 23:49:02 GMT -5
((I think I found one of my all time favorite bands...Blue October. : 3))
Tremor smiled and took her hand gently in his, leaning down to kiss it. "That makes this very nice. I'll see you later, Savy." he whispered softly, releasing her hand and returning to his car to go to work.
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Post by Koops on Jun 19, 2008 23:58:42 GMT -5
((Lawl. You mean the ones that sing Into The Ocean?))
She watched him, her eyes slightly wide in surprise and then narrowing a little, she shut the door and sighed, walking up the small flight of stairs and going into her room, she shut the door behind her. We're not together anymore, he can't just do that... I know I miss him a lot but I can't be with him again, he fight to much, more then normal couples. Savitri thought to herself and sighed, she could remember when she had slapped him hard across the face once and then didn't speak to him for about a week and a half. "God... And he had t come back and act like this."
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Post by Milk on Jun 20, 2008 0:02:17 GMT -5
((yeah...i'm finding that i seem to like all their music, lol. their song Hate Me is really good too. Or Calling...<3))
Tremor stared at the house for a few moments, then started the old beast and drove off to work. HE'd be back around nine that night. He was working a short shift for a friend of his at the boring cubicle that was his work. That was the source of his anger too.
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