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Post by Milk on Aug 13, 2009 22:58:25 GMT -5
Harley still looked unsure. "My hair is so short though..."s he mumbled, tugging on her hair and looking nervous. "What about make-up and jewelry? And manners? What do I need to know about manners?" she asked and reached around him to hug him again, trying to calm down.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Aug 14, 2009 8:02:36 GMT -5
"The maids can help you with makeup...I really don't know all that much as far as those kind of things go, sorry. I can get you someone who does, though. And manners, well, just respond when somebody speaks to you but don't speak out of line and you'll do fine. Don't stress yourself over it- I spent too many years doing the same thing, only to come to find its a complete waste of energy and effort."
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Post by Milk on Aug 14, 2009 8:10:30 GMT -5
"But what if you get in trouble cause of my mannerlessness?" she asked, eyes widening worriedly. Harley moved away from him to sit on the bed and try to relax before whatever the next event was. "How long will we be here?"
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Post by eveangeline7 on Aug 14, 2009 8:17:38 GMT -5
"For at least a week- Harley, you've got to calm down. Trust me, these people aren't worth impressing, let alone the worry your affording them. I mean, most of them have thier heads so far stuck up their asses and are too busy trying to prove themselves to other uppidy clicks that they don't notice all the others."
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Post by Milk on Aug 14, 2009 8:21:19 GMT -5
"I know they aren't worth impressing but you'll get in trouble if I don't, won't you?" she asked. SHe was mainly obsessing because she didn't want to cause him trouble or get him into an arranged marriage.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Aug 14, 2009 13:38:39 GMT -5
"Don't worry about me." he said, laughing lightly as he stroked the bottom of her cheek affectionately. "I'll be fine. I grew up with theese people, remember. Just do whatever makes you happy- unless thats throwing food in my parent's faces. I'm going to have to ask you not to do that." he joked, laughing.
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Post by Milk on Aug 14, 2009 13:42:59 GMT -5
She giggled and took a few deep breaths. "Okay, so I can eat like a pig? Your mom didn't seem to like that a few weeks ago..." she mumbled, drifting off. She pulled her shoes off.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Aug 14, 2009 13:54:42 GMT -5
"Don't worry about what my mother wants- my father seems to like you well enough." he said, winking at her to sugguest it was for reasons other than her impecible manners. "And you can eat like a pig if you really want to - but your normal manners when your eating with people your comfortable around are also fine to use. Your usual manners are outstanding, at least in my opinion."
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Post by Milk on Aug 14, 2009 14:01:01 GMT -5
"That's cause I wanted to impress you, normally I don't use much manners...At least, I don't think I do...Scyther and Trent probably don't either...." She looked sad again. Harley sighed to herself and laid back on the bed, her feet dangling over the edge. "Do you regret a lot of things?" she asked Aaroe.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Aug 14, 2009 14:21:17 GMT -5
"What?" Aaroe asked, totally caught off gaurd by the question. "What do you mean do i ever regret alot of things. I mean, are we talking little things like eating that pepper a few weeks back that gave me an intestinal problem the rest of the night or big things like wasting years of my life being hung up with someone like Corrinne."
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Post by Milk on Aug 14, 2009 14:26:33 GMT -5
Harley smiled and nodded. "Both, I guess. Mainly big things, but if you regret getting the runs, that's understandable." She smiled at him. "I wasted most of Scyther's time....I kinda....sorta...really broke his heart...." she mumbled.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Aug 14, 2009 14:39:41 GMT -5
Aaroe looked away for a second before looking back at Harley. He knew this was a tender subject, but he just had to know her reasoning behind it all. "Why...um..why exactly did you do that, Harley? I mean, I'm not looking
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