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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2011 1:55 pm
"Say, um, Twillah? Do you like say maybe go on a picnic with me tomorrow?" He murmured biting into his lip only to lick the blood coming out of his lip. He didn't ask for dates. He was used to just doing things and not bothering with questions. Now he felt weird asking her to go on a picnic with him.
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2011 2:33 pm
Twillah nodded and smiled, looking down at him. "A picnic sounds lovely.. What time shall it be?" she asked as she watched the sun sink below the horizon.
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2011 2:45 pm
"About say one in the afternoon? I'll get it prepared of course..." Gage replied with a smile.
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2011 2:47 pm
Twillah smiled and nodded, her brown locks bouncing slightly. "Gives me just enough time to get ready in the morning. It's a date." she said with a nodd, giving him a wink and a giggle, before going back inside.
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 11:26 am
"Glad to hear it," he murmured following her inside, but taking a turn into the kitchen rather than completely following her around. He blew a stray hair from his face as he began glancing around inside the fridge and cabinets. His ideas for the picnic were already coming into play and by the time he went to sleep on the couch, he had the entire meal in his head.
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 5:20 pm
Twillah moved into the living room, peaking her head through the doorway. "I'm going to bed, Gage." she said in her sweet voice, before turning and walking towards the door.
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 5:41 pm
Gage nodded lightly in response to Twillah's voice. Although he was asleep he had heard her. *~*Dawn*~* Gage sat up from the couch and shuffled into the kitchen, not bothering to completely wake up before he began making the meal for the picnic. He did his best cooking when he was half-asleep.
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 6:17 pm
Twillah remained in her room, asleep. Her face is calm and smooth, her body relaxed.
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 9:36 pm
*~*11 AM*~* Gage finally finished cooking and packing most of the meal, but was waiting for the final bit of it to be finished. He still hadn't heard Twillah stir and was wondering when she would wake up and begin getting ready. He had taken a bath and used magic to change his clothes while he was cooking.
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 9:55 pm
Twillah awoke about thirty minutes before, throwing off her clothes and hopping into the hot shower. As she got out, she blow-dried her natural curls and looked at her reflection in the mirror. Her eyes were bright blue today, her skin smooth as always. She then got dressed, picking out one of her favorite dresses and slipping it onto her slim, curvy figure, smiling as she ran a hand through her hair, and moved out of the bathroom, and down the steps.
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 11:29 pm
Gage smiled softly as he continued cooking. He finally caught a hint of Twillah being awake. "Good morning," he called out from the kitchen.
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Posted: Sat Feb 12, 2011 4:59 am
Twillah came into the kitchen, a smile upon her face. "Morning, Age." she said with a grin as she moved over beside him, watching Him carefully.
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Posted: Sat Feb 12, 2011 10:27 pm
"You like hovering? It's not gonna make it cook faster," Gage chuckled as his tail flicked softly behind him.
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Posted: Sat Feb 12, 2011 10:37 pm
Twillah bit her lip and smiled softly. "Sorry.." she said softly, moving over to the table and sitting upon it, her legs swinging of the side as she twirled a strand of her brown hair around her thin finger.
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Posted: Sat Feb 12, 2011 10:44 pm
"You seem to want to go on this picnic faster. You sure you're not hungry enough to eat a horse?" he chuckled softly as he slid away from the stove to quickly give her a kiss before returning back to the stove humming Come What May from the movie Moulin Rouge to himself.
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