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Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2010 5:56 am
He thought this was totally strange? Oh boy, could she have told him stories. Maybe even Show and Tell while carting his a** behind her as they teleported to the top of Destiny Tower! It would have been the easy way to get him home for sure! Chuckling, Audrey simply shook her head and stepped inside to snag tennis shoes and the keys from the hook, calling out that she was borrowing the car to take a friend and their bike home. There could be no argument for taking it if the word 'bike' was involved.
"Here, help me push the backseat down." Looking over the other side of the car at Sorrin, she flashed him her best smile. Had to admit, the guy had a decent sense of humor to be able to call this a good chance to meet her. "Yeah, once I finished getting ready to kick your a** across my yard, it hasn't been awful." For him. Everything inside of the young woman was a jumble. Driving Sorrin home was something to keep her steady so that time could pass and she could analyze what the hell was going on.
Possibly yell at Vicky. "This pesky problem aside, do I meet your requirements for a buddy's girlfriend?" The eyebrow quirked as the bike was shoved into the trunk, hands dusting off on her jeans in reflex. "Not that I will probably be anyone's girlfriend again anytime soon, but hey. The more you know." Her fingers made a starburst motion in an arc, mimicking a popular television company's ad campaign.
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Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2010 8:55 am
Awkward and strange was learning you where a super hero from a Siamese cat who quoted Hitch Hikers Guide after you melted the face off some rabid dog monster. This was just awkward and strange in the 'painfully awkward teenage romance.' He wouldn't mention that though, no sense making this worse or upsetting Chole and her orders not to tell anyone.
"Alright," he turned towards the car squeezing in to fiddle with the chairs as they spoke. "Hey, I was ready, I won't let you sucker punch me out like Elzo, usually he's better then that in a fight but of COURSE he would let his guard down for a women. My god you could poison him in his sleep or dinner if you just wiggle a bit at him..." He stood up leaning on the car as Audrey finished pushing the bike into the trunk. "But I will agree this isn't half as bad as it could have been."
"As for the Giovani Stamp Of Approval... I give you a B+ you loose points for sucker punching my buddy on the side of the road, however we only lower the grade down one letter for having a good sucker punch and a sharp sense of humor. The kind of girl that's definitely fun to be around or date." He paused for a moment grinning, "Not to say, you will be dating anyone anytime soon."
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2010 10:03 am
"Buddy, I'm a real party. Streamers and everything, especially if Pasha is involved in the planning." The smile was very real and very loving now, it was a small glimpse into the marshmallow heart that Audrey tried very hard to keep tucked away. "If he had his way there would be a bedroom full of balloons right now." Sliding into the driver's seat and adjusting things, she started to argue the grade good-naturedly.
"And come on, a B+ for just punching him? I mean, I thought I was pretty decent there. I could have had my pointy heel right into that supposedly cheating set of balls, but I punched him! Slapping is for sissies. Do I look like a sissy?" Physically, probably. Five foot three, petite, almost fragile-looking in her giant sweater. That was, until you looked into her eyes. Then, you saw that she was intelligent, keen as a blade, and just as sharp. Nobody had to protect this girl from the world!
A finger pointed at the GPS. "Program it, I don't drive without. People around here are crazy, they'll run you down for a damn mistake." Pulling out of the driveway, honey eyes were thoughtful. "So is this sorta normal, the idea of wiggling to get what you want? I don't really do that unless I'm joking, it feels...demeaning? Ugh. I almost feel like a feminist." It was a fine line to walk! You were either a slut or too butch to be considered. Totally uncool.
Good thing she wasn't going to date anytime soon!
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2010 9:10 pm
"Streamers and balloons? This Pasha doesn't hold out... does he also get those annoying little noise makers? I love gathering those up to bother people later, you should see a bunch hooked up to a compressed air can. Closest thing to a hoard of cicada ever."
Sliding into his own seat he slowly reclined to a slightly leaning position hands behind his head tsking, "Very true, heel to groin contact will result in an instant failing grade. Slapping, well yes, it is sissy play. However little you might be your wit clearly proves your not to be trifled with... much," he said turning to face her with a grin. "I also might be grading you harshly because I'm the one who has to deal with Elzo right now. Take that into account as well."
Sitting up he grabbed the GPS punching in his address, it wasn't far, maybe a good hour on bike which explained how he got there. "Dude I could KILL for a milkshake right now." For a moment his eyes looked off into the distance grinning. "Well I mean, you don't have to wiggle per-say, just you know, do what ever you do that makes Elzo flip his top and fall madly in love with you. Then you can poison him."
"Not to say you should, and no it doesn't make you a feminist, the wiggley ones tend to be...Well, lets just say if thats how they catch men they tend to be lacking in other more socially enjoyable aspects? Case in point; wit and humor."
He was starting to see why Audrey could be this so-called one; minus the punching.
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