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 Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2012 2:57 pm
Quin giggled, shaking his head. "No no you're fine! My dad says I talk a lot, too. I guess you're right though, I try to use recipes but I also like to just make stuff!" He shrugged, tossing his hands in the air. "I think it comes out good though, dad says I have a knack for cooking."
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Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2012 3:09 pm
"Hehehe...Nothing wrong with talking! I like it when people talk! They're more fun to hang around with I think, cause they have just as much to say as I do! Oh, also also, Since you and I are in this school and stuff, can I take your picture Mister Quin?" She bounces up and down excitedly, spraying flower in her face "Yeek!"
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Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2012 3:11 pm
Quin nearly doubled over in laughter. Once he regained his composure he stood upright, nodding. "Y-yes! Hahaa... you're funny, Dylan. A-and you don't have to call me mister. I'm not that old yet."
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Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2012 3:18 pm
She smiles brightly, quickly hugging him and grabbing her camera. She sneezes into her sleeve, quickly taking a picture of him and taking a look "Ah, you look really handsome and stuff!" She starts cooking again, boiling water for pasta.
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Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2012 3:19 pm
Quin struck a nice pose, just before she snapped the picture. He then grinned when she was done. "Oh really? Can I see?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2012 3:31 pm
"Yeah!" She shows him the picture, grinning "When I put it in my scrapbook, I'm gonna put a bunch of cookies and stuff around it!"
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Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2012 4:41 pm
Quin clapped his hands excitedly. "Oh good! My item is a gingerbread cookie, you should use those!" He giggled a bit, then looked around for a clock. "I thiiiiink I prolly gotta hurry up and look at the rest of the dorms an' get home for dinner..."
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Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2012 4:44 pm
"I can show you around if you want! And walk you home too, cause it's dangerous cause there's been these creepy things happening... Momma doesn't care about me, but I'm sure your daddy will be worried!" She finishes with the pasta, throwing it into a bowl and tossing it before covering it with plastic wrap.
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Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2012 4:50 pm
"But weren't you gonna eat your pasta?" Quin tilted his head, wings fluttering a little. "What d'you mean your mom doesn't care about you?" A deep frown spread across his face. "That's not very nice..."
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Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2012 5:02 pm
Dylan shrugs "She's too sleepy all the time! She can't take care of me so I take care of myself all the time!And I can eat the pasta later...Come on!" She hops over to the door, her wings fluttering.
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Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2012 5:36 pm
"Oh... well um.. okay!" He nodded a little and followed after her. "So ummm if you live with your mom how come you know the dorms well??"
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Posted: Tue Dec 25, 2012 6:56 pm
Dylan skips along, heading up the stairs "My brother lives here! Plus, all the students get their own rooms, even if they never sleep in them! SO if I wanted, I could pack up and leave my mom's house right now and never ever ever see her again!" She nods, letting out a puffing noise.
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2012 11:39 am
"Ohhh wow you have a brother~? I'm an only kid! I don't think my dad wants to have any other kids though but that's okay 'cause I have a huuuuuuge family... like woah." Quin shrugged a little, giggling. "If she's treatin' you so bad you should move out! I bet my dad would be okay if you came over for dinner sometimes!"
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2012 12:16 pm
"I'm gonna leave soon! Someday anyway... But I should invite you to my house and make nummy food for you! It would be really really fun to have someone to play with!"
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2012 5:04 pm
"Hehe I'd love to! I bet my dad wouldn't mind, if he dropped me off at least. I dunno. He's not super protective but he has rules." Quin shrugged a little. "Soooo where we goin'?"
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