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 Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2004 1:27 am
He could feel her sort of twitch when she went to tug on her sleeves. "Don't know what to say?" he asked.
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2004 1:29 am
::her face gets redder and her gaze lowers to his neck:: not really. ::makes a concentrated effort to keep her hands still. certainly no one has ever acted like THIS around her before::
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2004 1:32 am
Remmy chuckled again. "Don't worry about it, really. It's even cuter when you turn that rose color." he whispered and smiled. He felt and odd connection with her but he knew this was odd since no one had ever really even gotten into her house before.
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2004 1:35 am
::almost involuntairily she turns her hands she she's holding his wrists too. she's still mute, but she does look up, all blushed and more than confused looking::
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2004 1:38 am
Remmy just wanted to die when he saw her face, it was so terribly cute, everything she did just made her more adorable. "I would tell you to stop being so adorable but I don't think you could if you tried." he said, rubbing her wrists with his thumbs.
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2004 1:44 am
::swallows hard:: I- uh... um. ::wants to ask him what the heck he thinks he's doing, and there has to be some sort of rule against what he's doing in the goddess handbook or whatever they go by, but her mouth has suddenly gone dry, and all she can do is stand there and blush scarlet::
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2004 1:46 am
Remmy sighed. "Sorry, I'm making you uncomfortable." he said, letting go of her wrists and going to sit back down. He looked up at her. "You really are adorable."
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2004 1:51 am
::is shocked that a half a second ago all she wanted was for him to stop it, but now that he did, shes a little annoyed about it. Takes a deep breath:: It's alright. ::mumbled, she leans against the counter, looking at the floor, clenching the pantlegs on her Pjs::
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2004 1:56 am
Remmy was rubbing his palms with his thumbs, wishing her wrists were still there. "I was just out of line, after all, I've only known you for a day and you're letting me stay in your home." he said, running his hands through his hair.
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2004 2:01 am
::looking up:: no really, I do- I mean, it's really alright. ::the phrase she almost said was "I don't mind", but shes seen enough old movies that that phrase is rediculusly forward, and besides, she wasn't even sure she "liked him like that." releases her pjs and smooths them out. When did her hands get so sweaty?::
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2004 2:04 am
Remmy nodded. "Alright." He looked down at himself and yet again realized her had no shirt on. He blushed brightly. "I'm gonna go get dressed." he said, moving out of the room quickly. The truth was that being shirtless wasn't the only thing he found when he looked down and he was REALLY embarassed about the other thing.
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2004 2:16 am
::poor Freddy doesn't know whats going on. One minute he'd been about to kiss her, the next he can't get far enough away from her. Sighs, sitting down at the table heavily and pulling out her sketchpad, looking at the picture she'd drawn just an hour ago. It wasn't right. It needed. . . to be thrown away. Viciously ripping it out of the book, she crumples it up and whips it in the trashcan. Shocked at her sudden violent outburst, she stands in the middle of the kitchen, safely tugging at her sleeves now that Remmy was gone. It was a lot to take in at 620 in the morning. She turns to sit back at the table and notices her hair is in every direction possible. How had she gone all morning like that?! Her face turns red again and she makes the attempt to smooth it down before he comes back::
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2004 2:23 am
Remmy changed into a pair of relatively baggy jeans that would still fit his waist so as not to fall off, as that would be REALLY embarassingm, and a black muscle tank. He brushed his hair and then his teeth, though that was about pointless. He then walked slowly back into the kitchen trying to calm his heart. Unforetunately the first thing he did was grab the box od donuts and he wanted to smack himself. He sat down at the table and was so utterly embarrassed he couldn't look at her. Especially since he'd been about to kiss a girl he'd only known for maybe half a day, not that he would have minded the kiss, or the girl, or only knowing her for half a day, but humans tended to think that was moving rather quickly.
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2004 2:27 am
::was caught mid hair adjusting, and tries to pull it off like she was just brushing it out of her eyes. What was she thinking, anyway? He had girlfriends back. . . whereever his home was. And if he really is a goddess, what does he want with a sickly human girl anyway? ::rubs her eyes wearily and also sits at the table with her sketchpad, staring at it blankly::
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2004 2:33 am
He just ate another donut, compulsive eating was a sure sign that he was nervous. He just kept imagining her hands in his and it made him blush brightly. Goddess help him he wanted to kiss her so badly. He finished eating the donut the then put the box away. He went and rinsed his mouth out, unable to stand the aftertaste. He walked over behind her and just barely controlled the urge to kiss her on the cheek. He sat back down and just looked at her.
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