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 Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2015 2:56 pm
Dylon dashed his way outside around the backs of the Dormitories. A boom box, runic'd and pilfered from a poor hapless Life Tech, was held over his head. He was headed towards the window of a certain pretty redhead who'd been feeling down lately. She needed a touch of whimsy to her day. "Haaaaarrleeeeyyy~!!!" Called the young man up at her window, grinning a proud and excited grin. "I have a surprise for yooouuu!!!!" He clicked the play button, and began to play the song of his people.
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Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2015 5:49 pm
Harley had indeed been feeling down. So much so that she was being uncharacteristically solitary, opting to stay in her room and hug Tommy's pillow instead of going out to harass someone else to create her own fun among the chaos of the island.
Thankfully, it meant she was home when she heard a familiar voice on the other side of the window. It was her name and...something about a surprise...? She liked surprises! Suddenly eager to see what was happening, she sat up, stood up, and pulled the window open to peer outside...and there was Dylon, grinning like he always did, holding a runic'd stereo. He pressed the button and -
Shut up, and sleep with me, come on why don't you sleep with me
For a moment, she looked completely and honestly alarmed. What was - why was - but they were -
But that line repeated again, and the alarm fell away into wide eyed confusion. The third time, confusion turned to obvious amusement, and by the fourth time the opening lines were repeated, Harley was shaking with laughter. The fifth time, and she was nearly crying she was laughing so hard, her face so red it nearly matched her hair.
"Dylon -" She half scolded, half cackled out. "What the -"
I love your body, Not so much I like your mind.
"....HEY NOW!" Tommy's pillow went flying out the window, aimed right at Dylon's stupidly smug face. "You take that back! I have a kick-a** mind!" Because he could take back something a recorded song said. Obviously.
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Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2015 5:54 pm
Dylon's smile grew wider and happier once Harley began to laugh. Even better that she turned as red as her hair. This was how Harley ought to look. A happy and amused lady of a bright soul. The man squawked when he'd gotten accosted by a pillow. He laughed, setting down the blaring stereo as it played ever more. "Don't take it too seriously! The main point remains!"
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Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2015 6:18 pm
Harley's slight frame continued to shake with uncontrollable laughter. The chorus was chiming in again, a hilariously sung demand that seemed so well-timed to her friend's motions.
"Not a chance, Dylon!" She cackled out, wiping one eye after another with her thumb. "Never and Forever no." She giggled out, honest because it was the truth, but because if anyone could take it, it would be him.
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Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2015 6:22 pm
"Ow! My heart!" He threw his hands at his chest, collapsing to the ground in 'pain'. "You've wounded my fragile condition with your sharp and pointy words!" He croaked and coughed, collapsing ono his back with arms spread wide.
However...
"Come on why don't you sleep with me~" He chimed in to the music, slowly gyrating back to his feet as he danced for her.
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Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2015 6:57 pm
"HAH!" She coughed out a rather sharp and amused laugh as Dylon fell to the ground. "If you're fragile, then I'm physically a dude!" Both seemed far-fetched at this point. Oh god, she was crying again. She continued to wipe her eyes, trying to be proactive in the whole fiasco. It was a losing battle.
"Because!" Harley insisted with another laugh, too amused to be uncomfortable by the whole idea. Jesus, she had quite a unique friend in Dylon, didn't she?
"Come here, Casanova!" She giggled out, trying to block out the ridiculous music while stretching her arms out the window, making grabbyhands for him.
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Posted: Fri Feb 27, 2015 8:57 am
Dylon won! The young man with dark hair scuttled up to the window and Harley's waiting arms. His grin was proud and bright, glinting with the brightness of his inner accomplishments. He did so love her little nickname for him. He was Deus's Casanova. A part he loved to play with full energy. "Yes milady~?" He coo'd back once he was within reach of her.
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Posted: Fri Feb 27, 2015 11:21 am
The moment he was within her reach, Harley took his face between her hands and pulled him close. Her lips parted slightly before they met with his in a soft kiss, her giggles mysteriously gone but her face just as red as it had been moments before. The single kiss turned into a second and then a third before she pulled away, tilting her head back to look down at him with a little grin.
"That's all you're gonna get from me, Casanova." She giggled, patting his cheek before reaching back and adjusting herself on the window sill - it hurt to lean out of the window like she did, but it was still worth it. "Ever." She added, once she was vaguely comfortable again. "...Unless you're okay with clothing-mandatory naps."
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Posted: Fri Feb 27, 2015 11:39 am
Dylon was pleasantly surprised. The man always got the most comfort out of any and all physical contact he could get. A hard earned and long fought for kiss from his lady friend Harley was even sweeter than he'd imagined. It was so sad it had to end after three brief but delightful kisses. "Awwww... ever? Ever ever?" He whined, still flashing a handsome smile. Her compromise of course was met with a smirk added on. "I can do that." He had self control, despite his obvious preferences. Cuddly naps with Harley would have to do. After all, he could get sex anywhere else if he wanted it. "Thank you for the kiss!" He gleamed regardless.
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Posted: Fri Feb 27, 2015 11:45 am
"Ever ever." Hattie confirmed, managing to smother her grin in a vague and incredibly brief attempt at looking serious. She was serious about it of course, but she still couldn't help but laugh. This whole thing was ridiculous. He at least agreed to her compromise, which was nice; she always did hate being alone.
"You're welcome! That's your spontaneous make out, by the way! My work here is done." She clapped her hands together as if dusting them off, and then paused for one long moment, just long enough for the song to take over the conversation, and make her face go deeper red.
"---And turn that thing off!" Her command was punctuated by a light and playful smack to his arm.
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Posted: Fri Feb 27, 2015 11:54 am
"Then did this count as my spontaneous dance party?" He grinned back, waggling his brows up and down.
He laughed at her red faced demand, stepping backward to turn off and collect the borrowed boom box. "Good to see you smiling and smacking me again." He replied with a warm voice. "You should do it a lot more."
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2015 4:39 pm
"No!" Harley cried, sharp and suddenly in dismay. "I didn't get to dance!" Meanwhile she was pretty sure he had at least taken one small part in the kisses. Maybe. She had been a little distracted by the feel of his lips and the mild panic over the song to really notice.
The girl hung out the window when he left her to get the box and turn it off, letting her arms dangle uselessly since they had nothing else to do.
"What? But I-" She sounded as confused as she looked, pondering at the curious words and the warmth in his voice. Then, after a moment, the confusion slipped into curiousity. "...You did this to cheer me up?"
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2015 6:06 pm
He'd give her another dance party. After all, it was less an obligation and more a certainty to happen often.
Her confusion and curiosity was met with another smile and a laugh. "Of course!" He assured her, "Did it work?"
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2015 6:22 pm
So he had done this to cheer her up. The ridiculous song, the stupid dance moves...all of it, because he had noticed that she had been down lately. Dylon was a great friend, wasn't he?
"Kiiinda." She waggled her hand from side to side, but couldn't hide her grin. "Nnnn!" She whined then, stretching her arms out to flex her hands at him, once more making with the grabby hands in the most childish way she could muster.
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2015 6:28 pm
Dylon of course walked right back up to the window again, keen to be in close contact with Harley at any given time. More so when she beckoned. "Back up, pretty lady. I'm going to climb on in!"
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