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 Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 4:31 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 4:34 pm
(anytime, just ask if you ever need help, because I most likely know what's kind of going on. so yeah. awww, girl_gone_dead... = ( )
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 4:57 pm
((sowwies, but it's a bit overwhelming gonk ))
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 4:57 pm
(I understand... sorry that it was too much =( )
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 5:04 pm
((don't be, you'll see me in the other roleplays ^_^))
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 6:27 pm
((I wanna have Laneigh take Charlie to her dad XD))
SKIPTIME!
Laneigh got in the truck with Charlie and drove to her house, only to see Oliver standing outside and her dad walking inside. She grabbed Charlie's hand and dragged him inside, ignoring what her dad is going to say. "Dad, this is Charlie." SHe was taking a huge step, most dads would kill at the sight of their daughter having a boyfriend that looked like Charlie.
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 6:29 pm
(well, father is actually meeting Oliver and getting a gun, but if you want them to meet at the same time, that's fine. Lyla's moving out, so there's tension in the Davis household... you know what? It could also be at different times of the day if you want XD)
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 6:51 pm
((I just wrote a huge thing and then i accidentally erased it. D<))
Charlie swallowed hard when he realized what Laneigh was doing, she wanted him to meet her father .. Charlie looked at Lanigh and gave her a are-you-sure face and sighed. He has met father's before and knew father's did not approve of Charlie. At all. He looked at Laneigh once again and saw the look of rebellion on her face, then he realized she wanted this to happen, she didn't care what her father thought. He turned to her father nervously.
"Sir," he managed, nodding to Mr. Davis politely. He might as well try his best to make him approve. He looked over at Laneigh quickly, looking for reassurance.
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 7:08 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 7:13 pm
When Oliver finally heard Lyla's father's comment, he briskly walked to him, suddenly growing a great pair. He put a hand on his shoulder that kept him from moving.
"Mr. Davis," he said seriously, "Your daughter's eighteen. She can decide things on her own, and she decided to move out."
He paused, and decided to be a smartass again. He waved his free hand in front of his face, lazily keeping two fingers up.
"You will permit your daughter to leave the house," he said, trying to sound as mystic as possible.
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 7:29 pm
Lyla looked at her father and saw where he was headed. Great... she then walked out of the house and to Oliver, "We gotta get out of here... he's getting the damn gun..." Her hand was on her stomach, she was having massive pain.
Her father looked at Oliver and frowned, "Don't be a smart a**... she may be grown up, but she's still my daughter. Get your handsome off of me." He headed back into the house to find his shot gun... (Laneigh? Do you want me to play the father or do you wanna do it?)
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 7:42 pm
Once he heard Lyla say her father was going for the gun he grabbed the bags and ran into the car, all the while crying out, 's**t! Shitshitshitshitshit!' He clambered into the passenger seat while looking at Lyla.
"Do you wanna move out anytime soon?" he asked, "Because if so, we might wanna MOVE!"
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 7:48 pm
Lyla ran to the car as fast as possible, holding her lower stomach. She winced in pain as she got in. "Sorry, my stomach is killing me. My mom and I got into a fight..." She spoke as she started up the car and they were soon gone.
Her father returned in a few moments with a gun... but they were gone. She sighed and put the gun away... that boy had better be good to his girl. He went back into the house.
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 7:51 pm
Oliver reached over when Lyla got in the car and said her stomach was hurting. Again. Oliver reached over and massaged her stomach, trying to make it feel better.
"I'm sorry," he said, "Is there anything I can do?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 7:56 pm
Lyla sighed, smiling when Oliver put his hand on her stomach again... his hand was so soothing to the pain, "You can keep your hand on my stomach and massage it more. I don't know... I guess it's affected by stress..."
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