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 Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2012 8:46 am
"That's okay," Constance nodded. "At least you can write. I don't like doing it much because the pencil doesn't fit right in my hand. Anything I try to put out comes out all wonky." She stared down at her right hand and grumbled. She wanted to write like Moose, and she didn't have the patience to wait for it.
Of course, as soon as Charis said "blush profusely and swoon", Constance did. She leaned back into her seat with a deep sigh, her eyes all a flutter. "Have you ever thought about it, Charis? A happily ever after? Because, I know I want one. The Prince, the castle, the dresses; OHMYGOSHTHEDRESSES."
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Posted: Sun Jun 30, 2013 9:23 pm
Charis tilted her head at what Constance first said. "It does not fit right in your hand?" She asked to make sure while she thought on it. Hm.... Blue had said something about this before about how one had to find the proper hand for writing. "Have you tried your other hand? Perhaps you are not using the proper writing hand." She suggested.
Charis giggled at her friend when she began to blush and swoon. "Of course! I would love a happily ever after. A prince would be wonderful but I would settle for a really nice gentleman." She said with a smile, "I could only imagine the amount of dresses. They would be so pretty and cute and frilly and... and... perfect!" She practically squeed that last part.
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