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 Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2012 5:57 pm
"Cries? No. Throw the drink away? Yes." She rolled her eyes a he took the soup again.
"This way at least the food doesn't go to waste." Besides she had no idea where he had put his fingers. Its a wonder he was even asking her that question, being as they were both still recovering from that sickness. Your damn RIGHT she did not want a strangers hands all up in her food.
"Dont burn yourself now." She muttered back at the tone of his voice. And he wondered why she called him a child.
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2012 6:37 pm
"Pansy." Otto muttered, staring at the soup inside the microwave as if it might prove entertaining.
He waved a hand behind him at her warning as if shooing her away.
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