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Post by Moderator Merida on Sept 28, 2016 10:00:31 GMT -5
Arty shook her head, "Not in the slightest." She answered, "Want coffee?" She saw the pot in the corner, and was suddenly craving it
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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Sept 28, 2016 10:13:10 GMT -5
"I usually get coffee on the way to work...but sure, why not. Can you make it?"
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Post by Moderator Merida on Sept 28, 2016 10:57:31 GMT -5
Arty nodded and got up, turning on the coffee pot and filling it with water
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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Sept 28, 2016 10:59:11 GMT -5
"How do you like your eggs?" He asked, glancing over at her, "scrambled okay?"
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Post by Moderator Merida on Sept 28, 2016 11:01:13 GMT -5
"As long as there's bacon I'm good." She told him, "I'm not a huge fan of eggs."
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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Sept 28, 2016 11:04:22 GMT -5
"More for me then," he responded, cooking up the eggs.
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Post by Moderator Merida on Sept 28, 2016 11:09:45 GMT -5
((Something should happen....))
Arty made the coffee, and looked for sugar to put into it. "Do you have sugar?" She asked, giving up
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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Sept 28, 2016 11:11:38 GMT -5
Blake nodded, "top shelf of that cupboard there," he pointed, then went back to the food. When it was done, he started to plate it.
((Something will. Be patient))
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Post by Moderator Merida on Sept 28, 2016 12:30:16 GMT -5
Arty pulled the sugar out and put two spoonfuls into her coffee before sipping on it. "Yours." She said, handing him a cup of black coffee before taking her plate from off the counter
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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Sept 28, 2016 12:35:52 GMT -5
He thanked her and sat down, "I won't be able to take you on too many missions today, on account of my leg," he told her, taking a drink f his coffee afterwards.
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Post by Moderator Merida on Sept 28, 2016 12:38:13 GMT -5
"I could just handle them on my own." She reminded him. "I'm well trained and I don't need you to babysit me."
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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Sept 28, 2016 12:44:41 GMT -5
"It's not really babysitting. According to the director we area team now. So that's how we'll do missions."
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Post by Moderator Merida on Sept 28, 2016 14:24:55 GMT -5
Arty sighed a bit, "I need to talk with this director." She said
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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Sept 28, 2016 14:47:32 GMT -5
"Good luck. My father is a very busy man," he responded, getting up to wash his dishes once he finished his food.
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Post by Moderator Merida on Sept 28, 2016 14:51:16 GMT -5
"Fine, then I'll just talk to you." She said, starting to eat her food. "First of all I'm not living with you, I want my own apartment or at least my own room, second of all, tell me how all of this works. I'm not use to any of this and no one has taken the time to explain shit." She finished, waiting for his response. She pretended not to notice his towel had dropped a bit and was now hanging dangerously low on his hips.
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