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 Posted: Sat Sep 14, 2013 8:31 pm
He ran after her, clutching his towel around his waist. "Maebe, wait, I was just kidding!"
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Posted: Sat Sep 14, 2013 10:09 pm
Maebe had disappeared, somewhere down the hall. When he ran after her, he would find her waiting in a nook of the hallway for him to run by. Her hand snapped out, grabbing for the towel. "Gotcha!" She keened out, trying to pull the towel away.
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Posted: Thu Sep 19, 2013 8:04 pm
Shiloh yelped as Maebe tugged on his towel, the action catching him mid-stride. "Maebe!" he exclaimed, spinning on his heel and trying to reclaim his towel, and keep himself covered the best he could. He considered being annoyed, but that seemed like a waste of energy, and when it came down to it, he really wasn't entirely bothered. The hallway was empty at least, and he had deserved it. Slowly his expression softened, and the embarrassed flush faded, and he gave his new friend his sweetest smile. "Maebe, if you really want to see it that badly, you just have to ask."
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Posted: Sun Sep 22, 2013 10:10 pm
As soon as he stopped struggling to get his towel back and just smiled, Maebe used it as a sheet over her face. "NO I don't want to see anything, no, you were supposed to run, what are you doing, what are you doing." Shiloh was so hard to tease. It was becoming a challenge that Maebe was.. not up to the task of accomplishing. This might have been because she just didn't care enough about anything to try hard enough.. So she closed her eyes, and pulled the towel off her head, blindly groping around until she found him and wrapping it around his waist. "You're the worst person." She pouted as she huffed this out, opening her eyes to look at him. "Can't even get mad at me for disrobing you in a public hallway. Geez." As if she was the one who had something to complain about, here.
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Posted: Mon Sep 23, 2013 2:29 pm
Shiloh was glad she covered her own face, so she couldn’t see the shade of pink that his currently was. After all, he was currently standing naked in a hallway that anyone might walk into, in front of a girl no less. When she reached out to feel for him, he instinctively guarded himself, and did his best to guide her along, all the while willing himself to normal complexion before she opened her eyes. He could talk the talk, but she definitely didn’t need to know how difficult he was finding it to walk the walk. When she opened her eyes, he gave her the best smile he could muster, and laughed at her griping. “Yes, that definitely makes me the worst, and not you. How could I do such a thing to you, I’m sorry Maebe.” He wasn’t, and he laughed again as he reached out to ruffle her hair.
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Posted: Mon Sep 30, 2013 7:22 pm
"Yes, you are. I'm glad we agree on that-nooo." She shied away when he tried to rustle her hair, and turned to start walking back to his room. "Listen, I think you should consider putting some pants on. I know the free spirit lifestyle is popular nowadays, but there are children here." At least, she thought there were. Wasn't that short blonde kid she'd seen once, a child? She slowed down, and smiled innocently at him. Her arm linked up with his, and she tugged, dragging him along. "Seriously though." Her voice was quieter now, as if it was harder to speak. "Thanks for the help. With my hair, I mean."
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Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2013 10:45 am
“A, there are no children here, and B, I would have put them on if I hadn’t had to rush out of the shower and make sure someone was okay,” he laughed, ruffling her hair anyway as she slowed down and intertwined her arm around his. They walked together towards his room, her hand holding onto him and his carefully holding onto his towel. Shiloh definitely didn’t want to accidentally flash anyone else and they were approaching more populated territory. His attention turned from scoping out the area to the girl walking alongside him when she began to speak, her voice strained and much quieter than usual. He watched her curiously, his smile only growing as she thanked him. “Anytime, Maebe, anytime. Thank you for your help. Well, except for the whole stealing my towel bit, if you want something Maebe, you just have to ask.” He grinned at her. “But, oh, that’s right!” he stopped suddenly, glancing over his shoulder in the directions of the showers. “I should probably not leave my clothes and stuff in there… You go on ahead and change and I’ll be there in a minute!”
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Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2013 4:32 pm
"Stooop, I don't want your cotton candy on a stick, quit implying it." She hip checked him, her arm releasing his as he backed up to head back to the showers. She forgot he'd changed there; but this was probably better, it gave her a chance to be alone. In his room. Just her. And the boots. So she waved him off innocently, stepping inside and closing the door. Her clothes were back on her body in a rush job, and instantly she tried the boots on, finding them a perfect fit. Oh, how she wanted them. She had no use for them, and would never wear them, but oh, oh, how she wanted them. How she needed them. When Shiloh returned to his room after getting his clothing back, he would find Maebe gone, and a scribbled little note sitting folded on his desk. Quote: Dear Shiloh, I like you. Not like that, stop talking about your p***s. Just. Don't suck, okay. -Maebe His boots were sitting on the floor, exactly where he'd left them.
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Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2013 5:18 pm
Shiloh hadn’t dawdled retrieving his things, but he had stopped to change in the showers, not seeing any point in waiting until he got back to his room. Though he played it off, he wasn’t really ready to give her another chance to expose the goods. He wasn’t sure what he had expected to find when he returned to his room, absolute destruction perhaps, but he certainly hadn’t expected to find it empty. Instantly he was suspicious, and he scanned the room for a moment looking for his boots and cursing Maebe, until he turned around and found them right where he had left them. Exhaling in relief, he relaxed, and finally noticed the little note on his desk. He picked it up, reading it over. He wasn’t sure exactly why she’d left or why she’d given him a note, but he smiled, he’d try not to suck too hard, whatever that meant, for her sake. He liked her too.
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