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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Sept 27, 2016 22:42:07 GMT -5
"Cause it's my bed, so get out," he rolled his eyes.
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Post by Moderator Merida on Sept 27, 2016 22:44:31 GMT -5
"Then go make mine up." She sat up, "It's the least you can do."
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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Sept 27, 2016 22:48:28 GMT -5
"I'll show you how to do it this one time," he told her.
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Post by Moderator Merida on Sept 27, 2016 22:49:27 GMT -5
Arty followed him back to the living room, sitting on the coffee table while she waited
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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Sept 27, 2016 23:01:29 GMT -5
He pulled out the bed, putting the sheets on for her. "There you go."
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Post by Moderator Merida on Sept 27, 2016 23:02:48 GMT -5
"Can I have more than one blanket?" She asked, "I get cold." It seemed like such an out of character thing for her to say, but she wanted another blanket- especially if she was sleeping on a pullout mattress in some strange guys home. Then again, weirder things had happened.
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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Sept 27, 2016 23:04:39 GMT -5
"Yeah. Let me see if I can find one," he looked around his apartment and eventually, came back with the comforter from his bed.
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Post by Moderator Merida on Sept 27, 2016 23:05:56 GMT -5
"Thanks," she said, knowing he'd taken it off his own bed.
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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Sept 27, 2016 23:21:09 GMT -5
"Alright, goodnight," Blake turned, walking to his bedroom.
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Post by Moderator Merida on Sept 28, 2016 8:55:34 GMT -5
Arty climbed onto the pull out couch, putting a knife under her pillow before she went to sleep
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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Sept 28, 2016 9:01:06 GMT -5
The next morning, Blake was up early, and in the shower. He stayed in there for about ten minutes, before getting out and wrapping a towel around his waist. He headed into the kitchen, to make breakfast.
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Post by Moderator Merida on Sept 28, 2016 9:18:28 GMT -5
When he came out if the bathroom, Arty went in. She came back out dressed for work, her hair still wet. "You plan to walk around in a towel all day?" She asked, her lip twitching up slightly into a grin. He wasn't bad looking, if only he wasn't already spoiled goods.
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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Sept 28, 2016 9:30:58 GMT -5
"Hmmmm?" he asked, unable to hear her over the food cooking in the pans, "You mumble, love."
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Post by Moderator Merida on Sept 28, 2016 9:48:17 GMT -5
"You planning on sharing?" She asked, a bit louder. It wasn't her job to be loud, mostly her survival hinged on doing the opposite
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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Sept 28, 2016 9:57:20 GMT -5
"Yeah. You're not a vegetarian, are you?" He asked, and he flipped some of the bacon.
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