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 Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 6:10 pm
"See, even if I had wanted to." Aiden replies. "Which I don't. I'd rather keep that sort of thing to ourselves."
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 6:12 pm
Raf nods, "Hurts less that way."
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 6:15 pm
"So let's go." Aiden says. "What do you want to eat?" he's definitely specifically looking at Raf.
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 6:16 pm
rafael shrugs, "I'm not really picky."
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 6:25 pm
"Chinese!" Syd cheers.
Aiden rolls his eyes, because Syd ALWAYS wants chinese.
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 6:27 pm
"I want italian." Liz replies, even thought Aiden totally hadn't been asking her.
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 6:28 pm
Aiden rolls his eyes. "We can't go somewhere with Italian AND chinese. We'd probably get food poisoning. What about Mexican?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 6:29 pm
"I'm fine with mexican." Rafael replies.
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 6:31 pm
"There we go." Aiden replies. "Me and Rafa are agreed."
"You only said mexican because you *knew* he'd agree!" Syd protests.
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 6:36 pm
Rafael raises his hands defensively, "Hey, I'm fine with chinese or italian. They all have all you can eats."
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 6:59 pm
Aiden rolls his eyes, "I want Fajitas."
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 7:01 pm
Liz sighs, "I'm not opposed to mexican, I guess."
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 7:02 pm
Aiden grins. "YAY! And we can have Chinese next time, Syd."
Syd sighs. "Fine then." he says.
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 7:02 pm
so they go out to dinner. which is boring
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 7:04 pm
yeps. Aiden opts to pay for everyone, then they go back to the bus, and hit the road again. By thistime, Aiden is getting tired, because they'd gone out for supper way late. "Rafa? Are you sleeping in my bunk tonight?" he asks.
Syd grins. "Are you two going to do dirty things?"
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