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 Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2015 6:07 pm
"Huh---Oh! Sure!" Olga grinned and took the leash that was offered. Coming from a cattle ranch and farm combo, she could handle this cotton ball on legs. "Psssshaw, Nads! You know me! I can go for miles." She stood, looping the leash handle around her wrist. "Sounds great!" She shot a grin at her friend, relishing once more with the utmost delight that she was meeting her in the flesh, and that they now lived in the same city. "Not dorms!" She answered. "I got my own little shoebox that's within walking distance of the school though--" Olga raised her hands. "My parents didn't want me to get--" Here she made air quotes "Distracted, living in the dorms." She then lowered her voice conspiratorially. "But really my dad was worried about co-ed living conditions." She shot a wink at Nadia. "I really don't see how I'm any safer with my own apartment!" Olga reached up and linked her hands behind her head. "But I'm not complaining! I'm really happy and thankful for it!"
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Posted: Mon Sep 07, 2015 1:11 pm
Could you Olga? Could you handle that was all that was Pasha?
"I do and don't." She laughed, tucking her hands in her loose sweater pockets and took to strolling casually by Olga, Pasha yipping and bouncing. As well as testing how well Olga would hold him. After all it wasn't Nadia or Auguste but a stranger!
"No dorms, how will you experiment Olga?" She laughed, "Distractions happen on your own time, whenever you want them too. Your parents might think its best but really-" She shrugged. "It's living without co-ed he should worry about. All that pent up energy and frustration..." She whispered back. "Mmm..."
Oh boy she missed the days, and yet didn't. She was very satisfied with her situation with Lorne. Dating...and such.
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Posted: Mon Sep 07, 2015 5:58 pm
"Pssh. Excuse you, Nads. I am nothing but transparent and honest in my letters--" She then made a gesture over herself. "But I can see how you wouldn't exactly get the full glory of me through some pieces of paper." Olga dropped her hands from her head and looked back down at Pasha, who was getting a little too excited, so she made a sharp noise at him to get his attention...only for that to end on a choke. "Experiment? Er---" Her cheeks suddenly burned red. Yeah. She could talk a big game through writing and the internet, but when it came to actually doing well--- Yeah. Awkward turtle. She reached out to lightly jab Nadia in the side. "Like you can talk about that, anymore! Miss 'I'm a foreign hottie dating another foreign hottie'!" That was a good way to change the subject, right? Deflect! "Geeze--Russian and French...could you imagine how cute your babies would be!? Little lady and guy killers with killer accents and multilingual..." She was just imagining it now, as fan girls did. An OTP with the cutest of cuties.
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2015 11:17 pm
"Of course not, paper only leaves so much to the imagination!" She laughed at the girl's exuberant demeanor. While Nadia considered herself more relaxed and lazy, she still kept up with Olga's fast talk and excitement.
And oh look at that blush. Nadia's eyes lit with mischeviousness and she took Olga's hand, bringing herself closer to the girl. Teal eyes lifted a little to look into Olga's and she smiled, confident.
"Experiment Olga." Nadia whispered, "We're young, it's fun. You could use the experience." Nadia's smile grew as she leaned in, closing the distance between her and her friend. When she pulled back, there was a slight residue from her lipstick on Olga's cheek. Nadia waited for the reaction before moving back and laughing.
Olga's train of thoughts were so entertaining.
"I know right, How did I get so lucky." She rested her chin in her hand, "Lorne is absolutely amazing, in all the best way." She sighed dreamily, "When he speaks french. Oh......" she made a small sound and then waved her hand. "I'm focusing on falling in love, Olga. I'm not quite to the kids part."
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2015 3:20 pm
Nadia, she was totally experienced---in fiction. "Wha--" Olga stilled as Nadia leaned in, and the closer she got the more Olga stiffened. When the act happened, the brief residue of lipstick blended in with her cheeks as they turned red. Black eyes were wide as she stared at Nadia, and wasn't sure why her heart was beating what felt like a million miles a minute. Then she squeaked: " I'm saving myself for my future ex-husband." There was a long pause before Olga suddenly broke out into laughter, surprise giving way to amusement as a free hand reached up to touch her cheek where she had been kissed. "Geeze, Nads..." She started. " You're the only one I'd go lesbian for." She then relaxed, and resumed walking with Pasha, a smile on her face. "Right." She'd keep her baby pondering to herself---hehe. "Nah...I have a lot of respect for that, and I'm really happy and excited for you!" She grinned. She had a lot of admiration for...you know... real life romance. "Will I get to meet him sometime, huh?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2015 11:12 pm
Nadia grinned.
"Oh my god Olga." She laughed and waved her hand, "You are so adorable." She was trying to remember, wasn't Sergei one of Olga's future ex husbands? Probably.
"I'm flattered." She winked, "If Lorne for some reason finds someone better then me, then you can steal me away." But she was pretty sure she was so amazing for Lorne, just as he was amazing for her.
"Yeah! you are welcome to come over to my flat anytime! I have a roommate now, really recent so I never got to tell you. His name is Auguste, he's....really adorable."
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2015 8:20 pm
"Uh--" Olga's cheeks turned a bit red again. "No, I'm not adorable--" She then briefly stuck out her tongue at Nadia, and followed it with a gasp. "No! He wouldn't! No one's better than you--but if that happens, then yeah, I'll totally take you." She looked over, and grinned happily at the offer, thinking how cool it was, once again, to be talking to Nadia in the flesh. The thought she'd be able to actually hang out with her and do friend things was terribly exciting as well! "Oh, anytime, huh?" She laughed. "Do you really mean anytime?" Olga teased. "Oh! Well--cool---I think? That's cool, right?" Having a room mate? She wasn't sure if that was something to celebrate or not, no matter how adorable. "On a scale of one to ten of adorableness, where do you rank this Auguste?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2015 9:20 pm
"Absolutely endearing, Dear." Nadia tucked her hands in her pockets. "You never know..." She winked, "Maybe he'd find some smoking hot russian babe, with bigger-" She cupped the area around her chest and then pointed to her butt, "Or a handsome man with a a**. I don't think he will though, he's pretty entrapped by me!" Thankfully. Plus, she was after Sergei and Olga set up.
For reasons.
"Anytime. I keep odd hours." She grinned, "Even if I wasn't home, I'd let you hang out?" Plus she didn't have a problem with people going in and out. Auguste didn't seem to either? "Auguste is....easily a 10." She placed her chin in her hand. "It's so adorable, I love to snuggle him."
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2015 5:17 pm
"Nooo, absolutely not!" Olga snorted softly. "What you lack in that department you more than make up for in personality!" She exclaimed, throwing her hands above her head, but she laughed after. "Good!" Olga stated firmly. As he should be entrapped by Nadia. "Excellent! So do I---oh, the invitation is mutual, yeah? Please stop by my place anytime the mood strikes you!" She grinned back. "Oh, he is, huh? Well, I'll definitely have to meet him too, then!" Excited about more future plans, Olga then waved a hand idly about. "So, you gonna show me the sights now, yeah?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 15, 2015 6:44 pm
"Of course I will show you around." silly girl, that's why they were walking!
She spent most of the rest of her day doing such, until both her and Pasha returned home tired.
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