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 Posted: Sun Aug 10, 2008 7:53 pm
"No," Eric laughed. "If I was going to leave I would have left long before this. I don't mind talking to you are you experimenting with me. I can't say I didn't enjoy it." At this he winked at her.
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Posted: Sun Aug 10, 2008 8:00 pm
She rolled over onto her side and looked at him. "So.. then... is it ok to experiment with you more? And.. if you don't like something.. you can jsut say so? "
She flickered her tail to herself. Her ears faced forward more as she was feeling far too interested in all of this. Eventually, this momentary growing infatuation would pass. Any minute.. she was waiting for it to pass.
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Posted: Sun Aug 10, 2008 8:06 pm
"Perfectly O.K. Don't worry, I would say something if I didn't like what you were doing." Eric said. Then he stod up. "I'm hungry, are you?" he asked.
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Posted: Sun Aug 10, 2008 8:19 pm
Gracie's eyes grew open and wide. "Um. Sure. I'm always hungry." Maybe not always.. but.. always whenever someone else was that she wanted to hang out with. "What about pizza..." She got up off the ground and avoided eye contact while she dusted her dress off.
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Posted: Sun Aug 10, 2008 8:35 pm
"You mean microwave pizza?" Eric asked. He put his hands in his pockets and started walking back towards the pound.
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Posted: Sun Aug 10, 2008 8:42 pm
She bounced up in the air, regrouping herself. She quickly caught up alongside, and then she slowed down behind to gently touch his tail and feel the texture of it. That was something she could say she did to everyone.
She looked up at him. "What about the kind you put in the oven? Those are better htan microwave pizzas... microwave ones.. their cheese melts weird."
Then, she suddenly felt an impulse to run up and hug him; but she didn't. She chose not to make herself be an idiot. It was fun to hang out with someone different for a change.
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Posted: Mon Aug 11, 2008 3:23 pm
Eric looked back at her as she touched his tail. "Yeah, oven is better, but I don't know if there are any oven pizzas to cook without making one from scratch." he said. He really didn't feel like making a whole pizza.
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Posted: Mon Aug 11, 2008 3:49 pm
Gracie let his tail go and started to hop around, skipping up ahead of him. Her tail flickering as the gears in her mind were turning.
"Yeah. It don't matter. I'm pretty flexible. I'll just go with whatever you want."
She hummed a carameldansen tune to herself. As the hummed it to herself, she looked back at Eric. Could she maybe persuade him to do one with her? after they ate... she'd try...
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Posted: Mon Aug 11, 2008 4:00 pm
"Well yesterday I saw some cantelope in the fridge. I wouldn't mind having that. There's probably something else tastey in there too." Eric mused as he pushed open the door.
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Posted: Mon Aug 11, 2008 4:08 pm
"Do you always eat healthy stuff? or, do you just eat hte first thing you find? Cuz... I can't just eat anything. I'm really picky..." She looked away innocently. Hopefully he wouldn't be another one of those annoying people who gave her a lecture about starving people. She really hated that. So what if she didn't eat the same as everyone else.. she was a cat; cats are finicky in nature. She continued to follow up behind him half bouncing, half dancing her way around.
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Posted: Mon Aug 11, 2008 4:27 pm
"As long as it's food I'll eat it, so I guess the first thing I see." Eric said as he walked into the kitchen. He opened the fridge and took out the cantelope. "You want some?" he asked as he cut off a ring and sliced it in half.
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Posted: Mon Aug 11, 2008 4:34 pm
Instead of rummaging the fridge, she took a small leap and got up on the counter top. She started to rummage through the cupboards. Where were those fruit roll things.. She knew she sat them the other day. Then, she spied a bag of combos. She snatched them up real quick. She grew a wide grin as she pulled them out and sat on the counter.
"Eric... do you ever dance? You know... dancing is good for your body.. and your spirit.. it sets your mind free... or.. ever play DDR?" She peered at him watching how he held his food. The way he chewed on it.
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Posted: Mon Aug 11, 2008 4:40 pm
Eric wiped juice from his muzzle and chewed. "No, not really." he said. Then he put the cantelope back into the fridge and took another bite. "Why do you ask?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 11, 2008 8:52 pm
"I just ask... because I thought it'd be fun if we did it. I like to dance.. like.. a lot."
If it hadn't been evident that she had an energetic disposition, she was starting to feel bouncy, getting off the cupboard.
She folded the bag of combos, but she left them on the cupboard for a quick find afterwards. She then skittered up next to him, starting to walk circles around him; making brief casual brushings up against him.
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Posted: Mon Aug 11, 2008 9:44 pm
"You want to dance?" Eric asked with a raised eyebrow. "What kind of dancing exactly?"
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