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 Posted: Tue Apr 07, 2009 8:20 pm
((Karissa's. Alaric's all tolerate each other, but keroth is an unknown. anyway the reason I think that is because when she gets happy she will change to this one.))
The red in his cheeks faded a little, "What... class is this? You made me forget..."
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Posted: Tue Apr 07, 2009 8:24 pm
It's hard to say that I was wrong, it's hard to say I miss you.. Karissa giggled, "I don't remember either..." she didn't she had just woken up a bit ago. Since you've been gone, it's not the same..
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Posted: Tue Apr 07, 2009 8:31 pm
"I think it's ma-" His voice is lost as the bell rings, "... How did that sneak up on me?" He gathers his things and puts them into his bag, "Schools over... right?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 07, 2009 8:33 pm
It's hard to say that I was wrong, it's hard to say I miss you.. Karissa gathered her books. "Yes, school is over. Have any plans for the evening?" Since you've been gone, it's not the same..
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Posted: Tue Apr 07, 2009 8:36 pm
"Um... ya, reading, study, practice Martial Arts... My night is booked..." He smiled weakly at his feeble attempt at a joke.
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Posted: Tue Apr 07, 2009 8:42 pm
It's hard to say that I was wrong, it's hard to say I miss you.. Karissa giggled, "Would you mind if I joined you?" Since you've been gone, it's not the same..
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Posted: Tue Apr 07, 2009 8:46 pm
"I don't mind at all." He stands and offers her his hand, his face beet red.
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Posted: Tue Apr 07, 2009 8:50 pm
It's hard to say that I was wrong, it's hard to say I miss you.. Karissa takes his hand and chuckles, "I have some cover up that may cover some of your blushing." she suggested, in her attempt of a joke. Since you've been gone, it's not the same..
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Posted: Tue Apr 07, 2009 8:56 pm
"Makeup? I don't want makeup... That would be worse..." He leads her in the direction of his room.
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Posted: Tue Apr 07, 2009 9:08 pm
It's hard to say that I was wrong, it's hard to say I miss you.. Karissa giggled, "I was trying to joke." She said lightly. Then she squeezed his hand. "Will you be cooking me dinner?" Since you've been gone, it's not the same..
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Posted: Tue Apr 07, 2009 9:14 pm
"I could... if you want another burger... I'm in the mood for something else... maybe they will let me use the home ec room again." He stopped blushing as he planed, his eyes seemed to have gold and brown waves.
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Posted: Tue Apr 07, 2009 9:18 pm
It's hard to say that I was wrong, it's hard to say I miss you.. Karissa shook her head. She didn't want another burger. Not that his burger wasn't good, she just wanted something else. "They let you use the home ec room?" Since you've been gone, it's not the same..
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Posted: Tue Apr 07, 2009 9:29 pm
He shrugged "It's where I make those pocket things, I don't have an oven big enough, and I don't like to use it because it uses to much fuel." the waves in his eyes had not stopped.
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Posted: Tue Apr 07, 2009 9:32 pm
It's hard to say that I was wrong, it's hard to say I miss you.. Karissa nodded. She was impressed. She was inept when it came to cooking. She could hardly make ramen noodles without burning them. "The pocket things were good." Since you've been gone, it's not the same..
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Posted: Tue Apr 07, 2009 9:42 pm
"I could make some pasta... with a white cheese sauce and shrimp, or maybe fish, poached or baked? Oh or I could make spare ribs, no that would take to long, stir fry?" He mumbled this to himself lost in his thoughts, his eyes mostly gold now.
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