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 Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 7:32 pm
Connor blushed heavily for a few moments, unable - and unwilling - to ward away the warm smile that was plastered on his face. Once she fell asleep, his own exhaustion finally surfaced, and he easily drifted into a blissful slumber. That same smile remained throughout the night.
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 7:33 pm
-emo-charzard- "Excuse me?! First things first i am NOT a jock! I hate being called that. Sure i hang out with jocks sometimes but i'm closer to emo than i am jock. Notice all the screamo band T's, hoodies..umm my huge metal, screamo, grind core collection." John pointed to the wall at the wall, there was a huge cd rack filled to the brim with cd's.
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 7:34 pm
[[Connor and Emma have so far been to a rave, wakeboarding, and have gotten into a motorcycle accident. They're in the hospital right now.]]
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 7:38 pm
[[oh lol thast why shes not talking xD]]
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 7:38 pm
((lol, we've done SO many things.))
Emma awoke with a yawn and whiplash. She grimaced as she reached her hand to the back of her neck to rub it before slumping into Connor's chest with a big sigh. A smile overcame her face as she realized that even though the accident only occurred last night, she would be able to get out of the hospital today. Emma looked up at Connor's sleeping face and placed her palm against his cheek softly, patiently waiting for when he woke up.
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 7:45 pm
Connor began to awake, only barely concious. Still with his dreams before his eyes, he nuzzled into the warm hand against his cheek and mumbled a few incoherent words, only the words 'love' and 'Emma' coherent. After a minute or so of silence, his eyes fluttered open and a smile slithered upon his mouth. "Mornin'." While Connor's voice wasn't as raspy as it was the night before, that tired droll adorned it as well as a significant extent of huskiness.
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 7:53 pm
((I'm going to do how she mouths words in underline from now on...))
Emma blushed when she heard Connor's words, but smiled when she saw his pretty green eyes open. She mouthed morning back and took her palm off of his cheek. We get to go home today, she mentioned as she broke apart from him to look at the clock. It read 10 a.m. causing Emma's eyes to widen. I've never slept in this late before, she thought with surprise as she pulled the covers down from her body and got prepared to get up.
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 8:01 pm
Connor nodded and rolled off the bed, forgetting that the bed was much higher than his own at home. To boot, his tired state made his reflexes slow. So, rather stupidly, he rolled right off the bed, giving a low grunt when he hit the floor. "Oh yeah. I forgot about that." He used his right arm to grip the side of the bed, using the support to pull himself on his feet with some difficulty. Grabbing his crutches, he adjusted them under his arms again and moved to exit. "I'm'a need to pick up my clothes from my room right quick. Meet me in the lobby, I guess?" He still wore that same smile he'd slept with.
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 8:10 pm
Emma's eyebrows crinkled in worry when she saw Connor fall to the ground, but smiled again when she saw that he was able to get up. She nodded at Connor's suggestion and waited until he was out of the room to change into her torn and tattered clothes. Slowly, she put on her bathing suit, ripped jeans, dirty wife beater, and leather jacket. After putting on her sandals and grabbing the notepad and pen from the bed, she left towards the lobby. She checked out of her room and had them send the bill to her house. Afterward, Emma found a seat to sit in and patiently waited for Connor to come out.
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 8:18 pm
When Connor made it to his room, he quickly found his clothes. After throwing on the torn and battered boardshorts, but blanked when he saw what was left of the white shirt. Well. The shirt had a large tear in the chest area, and was ripped nearly to shreds most everywhere else. With a shrug, he decided to just throw the bits of cloth over his left shoulder and walk around without a shirt. He did it all the time anyway. Leaving the room, he made his way to the lobby. After checking out and asking them to ship the bill to his apartment, he walked toward Emma.
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 8:22 pm
Emma looked up with a smile when she heard footsteps coming her way, but when she did, her heart stopped. Red flushed her cheeks as she stared at Connor's chest. She felt a bead of sweat drop down her temple and her hands clam up. Emma snapped her eyes shut and waved her hands around in front of her, trying to get the sexiness away. Not my kryptonite! she wailed inside her head.
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 8:34 pm
Connor blinked and tilted his head to the right, unknowingly giving off a puppy-like appearance. Dense as ever. He blinked once more, speaking confusedly. "Huh?" Though he was indeed confused by her reaction, a twinkle of amusement had appeared in his eyes. Cute. He smiled.
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 8:43 pm
There's only one way to get through this! she thought as she opened her eyes and looked down at her lap. She sprung up and started to push Connor towards the door, ignoring his skin beneath her finger tips. When they were out the door she hailed a taxi and motioned for Connor to get in. She wrote down her address on a piece of paper and handed it to the taxi cab driver, trying not to glance in Connor's direction. Soon, they were at her house, so Emma payed the taxi cab driver and ran into her house, not waiting up for Connor. She ran into her room and grabbed a big t-shirt and then ran all the way back down back to where Connor was. When she threw the shirt at him, she finally looked up at Connor with a blush and a shrug of the shoulders.
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 8:52 pm
Connor simply continued to wear a puzzled expression, easily getting in and out of the taxi since he was already pretty accustomed to using crutches. When thrown the shirt, he caught it within his right hand and moved his right crutch to lean against his left. Putting on the big shirt, he smiled down at Emma. "Thanks." The muscles of his mouth twitched momentarily with the urge to grin from the sight of her blush, but he fought it off for the moment. Moving his crutch to his right arm again, he spoke. "My apartment is nearby so, I can just walk there to change and bring back your Dad's shorts." He shrugged.
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 9:14 pm
Emma nodded and then went to hug Connor to say goodbye. She then walked back into her house to wait and see if Connor was going to stay back at his apartment or not. Wanting to do something worthwhile, she went into an empty room full of mirrors in her house and decided to practice her ballet.
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