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 Posted: Sat Nov 02, 2013 12:30 pm
Yeah! That's right! Otto was so totally an adult! A mature and responsible-- ppffffttttssccchhhhahahahahahah~Otto sputtered and clapped a hand over his mouth, having just taken a drink from the booze when Nevada teased him. "Ya damn straight yer kidding." He scolded her with an embarrassed glare. "And how're you, huh? How's yer love life? Not that I care or anything."
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Posted: Sat Nov 02, 2013 12:37 pm
She watched the booze sputter out, you'd think Otto was a virgin or something.
She laughed at his reaction, pushing him a bit. "Oh my god, you guys haven't yet? Not that Eva really shouts sex fiend or anything but...I'd think you guys were at least super intimate right?" She was still teasing, It was adorable that him and Eva were so....so innocent!
"See you don't care, so no point in me telling you huh." She laughed, though her heart ached a little. "I can't talk about what I don't have, I don't seem to have much luck with boys so...I think I might just stop looking." She waited.
"I've got more friends anyways, I'll just have to treat them better." She teased again, "Did you hear about the mysterious ghost stories by the way?"
"Oh and did you know there is a basement kingdom!?!?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 02, 2013 1:57 pm
"Intimate? That s**t only gets further than a hug or kiss if you actually see yer damn girlfriend." He grumbled aloud, apparently getting him riled up. "Anytime she has free time, she spends it with her stupid friends instead!"
He angrily grabbed the booze and took a larger swig. "I'm second banana to her social life. It makes me ********' jealous. Why does havin' a girlfriend make me feel lonelier than without one?" He sulked, pushing the booze toward Nevada.
"Don't rush into anythin', aight? Maybe the universe is sayin' mister right just ain't here yet. Yer too good for anyone in this dump anyway..." His accent got thicker the more inebriated he became, making his words a little bit hard to hear at times.
"Ghost stories? Gurl, don't say that s**t. It freaks me the ******** out." He said with a wibbling voice.
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Posted: Sat Nov 02, 2013 2:18 pm
Aww poor Otto. A working woman was a hard one to live with but at least..."hey now. I bet she feels the same though Otto, She's probably upset that she has little time." She waited, "And if you feel that way, you need to grow up again..." She pinched his cheek and pulled. "Not that I'm on Eva's side or anything, and I think it's a bit unfair she spends more time with friends but at the same time...maybe she's shy with you? Remember, you told me you guys were friends for a long time first." She smiled, taking the alcohol and taking a smaller sip.
"Because you're a good guy Otto, instead of going out and finding another girl to fill up time, at least you've stuck with Eva." She waited, "You love her don't you?" It was a simple question.
Her face looked away and she smiled again. "The universe ain't got nothing to do with it. And you put me way to high on the pedestal Handsome." She shook her head, "I'm no good at all. I, by far, think there are too many better people then me. You, Tuck, Eva, Heidi...Stormy and Gale." All of those were couples with their respective counterparts.
His accent made her blink, trying to decipher the slurred southern drawls before laughing.
"Hold on, look I exprienced one ghost story. Have you ever met the Moon assistant Julie?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 02, 2013 6:16 pm
Otto glared when she pinched his cheek. Wasn't he allowed to be jealous? Actually, he didn't like to admit he felt jealous. Hogging Eva's time might make things end like they did with Kim. So he let her do whatever she wanted, and never asked for more. But that always left him frustrated on the inside. "Yeah.. I mean.. It's hard to approach her like a boyfriend at this stage.. 'specially cause she always calls me a ********' puppy." He took a bite of his chocolate, his posture softening after all the tension he'd projected. "I.. do... I like her a lot.. but sometimes I feel like she ain't even mine to have. So even if we did see each other more often.. I dunno if I could even do anythin'." He fidgeted with the half eaten chocolate he had, his gaze lowered. "Naw.. I could never see someone else on the side. More cause I'd know, not cause I'd get caught. It's the guilt that'd get me. It's either one or the other.. It ain't like I need somethin; more physical to fill the blanks, it's that the girl I like is.. " He started to get uncomfortable, shaking his head. "F'get it.." He was getting way too personal here. Embarrassment crept through the haze of inebriation, and he shy'd away. "Julie? Yeah, she was a ********' menace; before and after she died. She always made cookies that made yer head all funny."
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Posted: Sat Nov 02, 2013 8:33 pm
"I think you just need a bit more time to get use to it...." She leaned in close and looked at Otto, "Imma tell you a Eva secret...when we were in the cafeteria before the whole s**t hole sahara thing, Eva was there. And she was marking your score card all super high and stuff. And blushing....So she's thinking of you, But really I think its cause she is shy."
She shook her head again, "You....are the problem in this. Need more self confidence Handsome." She reached over to ruffle his hair, "You're a badass death hunter, and really hot and you might be grumpy but you got a good heart. You deserve Eva just as much as she deserves you. And the only one telling you different is yourself."
Deep thoughts for you Otto.
"The girl you like is.....?" Nevada looked over at him, "Can't, tell me now. Finish your thought..."
Then she smiled, "And then I will tell you how I got to eat a Julie ghost cookie."
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Posted: Sat Nov 02, 2013 8:45 pm
"Sh-she what!?" Otto looked up suddenly, his cheeks and ears turning red. "Oh no, I can't believe she saw that.... wait.. she did that?" High scores? Blushing? Sometimes he forgot that she actually liked him too. It always felt on sided the longer he was left alone.
He rubbed his neck and averted his gaze. Aaah, how embarrassing.
"Ghost... cookies..." Otto grimaced. He was curious, so he tried to finish his thought. "She's... she always seems... pure." He admitted, fidgeting with his hands now. "She's older than me, but somehow when it comes to that kinda thing? I feel like there's a wall I can't cross."
He coughed, scratching his cheek and pretending to look annoyed. "S-so why the ******** didja eat a cookie made by ghosts?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 19, 2013 4:26 pm
"Yeah!" Nevada pointed her finger at Otto, "Full marks for you. Whole scoreboard was just full of them." She teased,
"Ghost Cookies." She nodded, "Taste like christmas and gingerbread." She waited, "It started ******** snowing in the middle of the kitchen."
"Because they tasted amazing." She snorted, Wondering how she saw Otto now in such a pure light. She reached over to pat him on the head.
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Posted: Tue Nov 19, 2013 6:54 pm
Otto sighed. "Yeah she made good cookies when she was alive too." He remembered aloud, "I had them... once." It was the last time he trusted her cooking, but also the last time she got to cook. "They make ya all goofy n' s**t." He drawled lazily, nibbling on a chocolate.
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Posted: Tue Nov 19, 2013 7:01 pm
Nevada yawned, leaning her head over on his shoulder and nodding. "Yep, funny a** cookies. I felt giddy and wanted to hug everyone and christmas cheer and stuff. I also really wanted to kiss Dylon under mistletoe." She smiled, "Maybe next time right?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 20, 2013 6:05 pm
"Who's Dylon?" Otto asked incredulously, albeit slurred. "B'sides, when d'you not feel giddy?" Nevada was in the category of bubbly like most other girls he knew. Somehow he attracted them. Eva, Molly, Nevada... then again there was Candace who was less than giddy. Otto slumped over, leaning his head on hers. Bad idea. Now he was getting sleepy; the warmth of booze and body heat taking over. "Sure, next time ya see whats his face, smooch him under a pine tree'r sumthin...."
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Posted: Wed Nov 20, 2013 8:15 pm
"Uh..." Nevada murmured, "He's a moon hunter. Tall. Asian. Pretty cute." She smiled as she closed her eye. "Really nice and stuff. He just seemed like a good guy to kiss at the time." She laughed. "I am not always giddy...."
She wasn't bubbly like Molly or Eva, just lazy happy. She smiled as the candy sugar high started to crush, littered wrappers around them and the warm buzz of alochol and her friend.
"Pine tree...okay.." She mumbled off...then started to breath as if she was sleeping.
HINT: She was sleeping...
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Posted: Thu Nov 21, 2013 6:38 pm
Otto tuned out most if not all of what she'd said, not interested to hear about cute boys now or ever. Cute girls? Maybe yes. Perky boobs? Sounds good. Cute asian boys who are tall? No, no and no. Tall people could suck a tree branch for all he cared. Nineteen now and he still never hit a growth spurt. He hated all tall people out of spite and jealousy. With this mess of drunken thoughts, Otto conked out, eventually slumping and sliding off of leaning on Nevada; face first into the pillow pile. Good night, sweet drunk prince.
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