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 Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 5:53 pm
Allen cackles heartily, sitting up, cross-legged.
Allen: Are you sure you don't want to let me see what's underneath those baggy pants of yours?
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 7:20 pm
Storm shrugged, and pulled her legs up. She rested her chin on her knees, eyeing Allen over them.
"No."
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2008 6:58 pm
Allen: Suit yourself, beautiful...
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2008 7:34 pm
Storm laughed.
"So should I be flatered that I seemed to have moved up from 'cutie' to 'beautiful'?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2008 1:11 pm
Allen: Not really. The more I drink, the prettier you get.
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2008 2:11 pm
Storm smiled a private smile to herself.
"Ah, too bold, good ser."
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2008 5:47 pm
Allen: And it also helps me put up with your lip better.
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2008 7:19 pm
Storm looked mortally offended.
"Lip? What lip? Whatever are you talking about?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 11, 2008 7:14 pm
Allen: Lip, my love, means your bad attitude. It's quite annoying, and many men would've left by now. Fortunately, "many men" cannot handle the same amount of alcohol that I can.
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 7:31 am
"'Bad attitude'? No, m'dear, it is called being prepared."
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2008 5:30 pm
Allen: Prepared for what? Obviously not to make any friends.
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2008 8:53 pm
Storm shrugged.
"Friends hurt you. Why would I wish to put myself in such a position agian?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 01, 2008 11:19 am
Allen: Because "friends who hurt you" are hardly friends a'tall, aren't they? True friends aren't gonna hurt you. And before you get the wrong idea, I'm not talking about me. I'm pretty sure I've ruined my friendship chance by trying to get into those pants of yours.
He smirks lightly, taking another swig of a various drink.
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Posted: Fri Feb 01, 2008 7:18 pm
Storm laughed.
"You jest, yes? The friends that try to get into your delicates first are the bestest friends of all. But no, I mean friends that hurt you without meaning too. It happens to everyone."
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Posted: Thu Feb 07, 2008 5:16 pm
Allen: But a good friend, come hell or high water, would make sure to make up for that moment of hurt with a hundred of happiness.
He smiled drearily, finishing off a bottle of... eh, who the hell cares?
Allen: So do you see me as a friend, then, Storm?
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