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 Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 12:33 am
Emma pouted slightly, but shook it off. She wouldn't Er mad; especially not after such an amazing night. She blushed right away, thinking about what they did. Emma went to the kitchen. She was almost old enough to drink and Jeromy wouldn't tell. Besides, her father had a very impressive wine/champagne cellar. Unbeknownst to Jeromy, she hid a bottle of champagne and was chilling it. She made 2 tuna and 2 egg salad sandwhiches and put them in a cliché picnic basket that she had found and fallen in love with. She washed some cherries and strawberries, too, and put those in, along with the champagne. She looked at Jeromy when he came out and wolf whistled, walking upto him. "If you knew what was going through my mind, you'd call me a perv," she laughed, her voice with a teasing edge to it, but she meant it, too. "Ready to go?" she asked, putting a light blue bandana in her hair and letting it down, also taking the basket. ((Well, I'll be up a while longer. You can go to sleep if you want ^_^ Edit: is he going to propose already?))
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 12:57 am
Jeromy saw Emma seemed a bit upset over the fact that she wasn't going to be able to hear what Jeromy had been thinking about. He sighed and sat down on the bed, thinking about whether or not to bring the ring along. He wasn't going to even bring it out if he did, but he just wondered what it would feel like if he actually had it with him while on a boat, out on the water. He shook his head and then he decided to just leave it behind. He had it safely hidden and Emma hadn't found it yet, dso it was safe for now. When he heard Emma whistle, he jumped, even though he was still using his crutches. He heard her saying that she would've sounded like a perv if she said what was going through her mind and Jeromy laughed a little. "So, are we ready to go?"{{Oh gosh no xd He was just thinking about getting on the boat to see if he really wanted to propose on a boat in three months xp We could time skip later on, just to get to that lol The waiting is tearing me apart xd And I'm getting off now.}}
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 5:01 pm
Emma nodded, grinning. She gave Jeromy a quick kiss and walked to the car, getting in. When Jeromy got in, too, she started the car and drove to the docks, where her dad's boat, Il Corallo, meaning the coral, was waiting. Mr.Curneel kept it in fantastic shape and, so, it was ready to go as soon as they got there. It was a huge boat, not as big as their yacht, and had a downstairs and upstairs. The downstairs had a couch, television for DVD's, table and a few appliances. On the deck, there was a table with chairs and upstairs was where the captain drove the ship. Emma helped Jeromy onto the boat and put the basket on the table. "What do you think?" she asked, wrapping her arms around him.((1] Sorry, I was too tired to answer last night >.< 2] Sorry if I godmodded Dx))
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 6:40 pm
Jeromy had gotten into the car and when they reached the docks he saw the boat, his eyes widened at it. He hadn't been expecting something that big, but then thought of the money that Mr. Curneel had. Of course he could afford to have a boat that was that large. What would his yachts be like? If he even had one? Jeromy was thinking of how nice the boat looked as he walked onto it. He looked around at it and after hearing Emma asking what he thought of the boat, he replied with, "It's really nice. Way better than my uncle's old fishing boat. But then again, that was just a smelly, old fishing boat." Jeromy laughed a little as he stood on the deck.
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 6:44 pm
Emma smiled softly at Jeromy, "This boat used to be a smelly, old fishing boat, too. But, my dad worked, and worked, and, eventually...He bought this beauty..." the admiration was clear in her voice. She had always admired her father. His parents were nothing; a seamstress and a shoe maker, but her father became so much more. And she'd be pretty big, too; she'd make sure of it. "Hungry?" Emma snapped out of her reverie and pulled out the sandwiches. "Or maybe...thirsty?" she picked up the champagne, smirking proudly.
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 6:57 pm
Seeing Emma smiling made Jeromy melt. He loved her smile, her eyes, her hair, everything about her. When Emma said that tis boat had originally been just a plain old fishing boat Jeromy laughed a little at that fact. He didn't figure something this classy could've come from something so old, worn and rough. He knew that old fishing boats were a pain in the backside to get them running if they aren't kept in good condition. He also knew it would have to take time and patients to turn a stinky, smelly fishing boat into something so luxurious. When he hear it be asked if he was hungry or thirsty, Jeromy said, "I am a bit hungry," He then saw the wine, "Maybe a little thristy too, but not too much." He didn't want to drink too much because it usually ended badly for someone when he did drink a little too much. He didn't mean to, but he could get very violent when drunk. He really didn't want to risk getting drunk and having the chance he may hurt Emma; he loved her too much to risk bringing her harm.
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 7:06 pm
Emma cocked her head to the side, he didn't want to drink? Ok, more for me... she thought, devilishly. She produced some paper plates and plastic champagne flutes. "Think you can open it?" they had begun moving and Emma stumbled, almost falling into Jeromy. "Sorry, Jer!" she fretted and helped guide him over to a chair. She put the bottle and a bottle opener in his hands, working on unwrapping the sandwiches.
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 7:21 pm
As Jeromy saw Emma tilt her head to one side and it made him wonder what she was thinking. He watched her get the paper plates and Champagne flutes before hearing her asking him to open the champagne. He noticed Emma stumble and all that was running through his mind was, 'She's going to fall on me...' When he didn't feel himself falling after being knocked over, he sighed with relief. He happily accepted Emma's help to a chair and sat down. When he was handed the bottle and bottle opener; he took the bottle opener and carefully opened it, holding it out so it didn't get all over him. "Oops... I made a bit of a mess." He said, looking at the champagne that had foamed from the bottle, onto the floor.
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 7:33 pm
Emma laughed, "That's what she said!" she giggled. She mopped up the foam, still giggling, with a mop in a from a little closet. She put a tuna sandwich on Jeromy's plate, knowing that was his preferred one. She also took a tuna and poured some champagne for them both. "To us?'' she smiled, cheekily, holding her flute up.
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 7:47 pm
Jeromy laughed at Emma's response to the fact that Champagne had foamed onto the floor. He watched her clean the floor and then bring his tuna sandwich. His mouth watered a bit at the sandwich. He picked it up and took a bite of it before swallowing, saying, "I was thinking, you want to go on some sort of vacation some time? Not right now, but in a few months maybe? I'm not sure where I want to go or what to do, but I just wanted to get away. To have some alone time, away from everything at home. It doesn't have to be for long. Maybe a week or two?" He didn't know what to expect from Emma as a reply, but he hoped that she wouldn't immediately shoot the idea down. He knew that a boat may not be something that he wanted to be on while he proposed. To big a risk of stumbling and falling down, as well as the chance of dropping the ring in the water. His skin crawled at the thought of putting the amount of money into a ring and then losing it in the ocean.
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 8:09 pm
Emma looked at Jeromy, shocked. He wanted to go away? That sounded great! "That sounds great, Jer!" she said, a big smile spreading on her face. "When were you thinking we'd go?" she asked, taking another small bite of her sandwich. What if they went to Hawaii? That was such a nice place. Barbados? Really hot..."We should go to the Canary Islands!" she smiled. She heard that it was beautiful. And it was dry heat, so it wouldn't be too hot.
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 8:25 pm
Smiling at Emma's reply, Jeromy was happy that his suggestion of going on vacation wasn't dismissed. Hearing Emma ask when they would go, Jeromy looked at her and replied, "How about.... Say six months maybe? I was thinking that way I can be sure that my leg is fully healed and that way we can celebrate by getting away for a while." He looked at Emma, as it seemed she was thinking about something and then mentioned the Canary Islands. He'd heard good things about those islands and heard they had beautiful beaches. Jeromy thought that could be the perfect place for when he gathered himself up enough to propose to Emma.
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 8:39 pm
Emma pouted, "Six? That's so long..." she sighed but shrugged. "But, yeah. You're right. I'll get my exam results by then, you'll be better... I'll have time to shop..." she giggles, a bright smile on her face. She took a sip of her champagne, liking the way the alcohol burned her throat. It was a weird sensation, but she liked it. "It's gonna be so much fun..." she squealed.
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 8:54 pm
Jeromy nodded as Emma said that six months was a long time. But he knew that in that time his leg would be healed and he would have the courage to ask for Emma's hand in marrige. He just prayed that she wouldn't say no. He figured that she'd say yes, but there was always that chance she may not accept right away. He saw the smile that was on Emma;s face, which caused Jeromy to smile. He took a small sip of the champagne and then ate a bit more of his tuna sandwich. "Yes, yes it will be fun." He replied, eating more of his sandwich.{{I was wondering, would you want to have a big time skip, just this once? We don't have to make the time skip if you don't want, but six months takes forever to write out XD This is perfect for Jeromy and Emma. Brad Paisley - Wrapped Around We're planning on having Jeromy propose in 7 months and that's how it is in the song lol}}
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 9:10 pm
Emma pushed her sandwich away. "Hm...I'm not hungry." she sighed. She reached across the table, taking one of Jeromy's hands. A smile on her face, "I love you, Jer." she sighed. How did I get so lucky? she thought, putting her other had under her cheek. "You know... I've been studying for fashion design... But I think I might switch to psychology..." she mused.
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