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Posted: Tue Jul 13, 2010 7:58 pm
Reg.
*Follows the singer into the back room, remaining light on her feet and out of reach as she watches him struggle through Lo's few possessions; studies him with furrowed brows*
What for?
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Posted: Tue Jul 13, 2010 8:06 pm
*Pauses and looks at her irritated. Furrows his eyebrows, the piercings clinking softly from the movement. He'd already gotten them all back, defiant and stubborn about the little bits of metal.*
So I can call someone. Duh.
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Posted: Tue Jul 13, 2010 8:14 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 13, 2010 8:29 pm
Dealer....London. Someone... *Pulls open the drawer of Lo's nightstand, pilfering through it for a moment.* ******** can't... *Moves past her and goes to sit on his couch, letting his head lay back.* Sorry.
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Posted: Fri Jul 16, 2010 7:08 pm
*Silently follows the male as he tears through Angelo's things and, in finding nothing, staggers to the comfort of his faded couch; quietly takes a seat beside him and takes his hand in her lap, smoothing her fingers over his jittery skin*
When will this fade? The itching?
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Posted: Fri Jul 16, 2010 7:18 pm
Days, maybe weeks. I don't ********' know... It just needs to ********' stop. The ******** am I supposed to DO ANYTHING like this? *Lets out a shaky breath, gripping his hair again for a moment*
Wasn't this bad at first... S'like the longer it goes the more I wanna ********' tear all my skin off.
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Posted: Fri Jul 16, 2010 7:20 pm
What's your favorite brand of popcorn? *Headtilt*
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Posted: Fri Jul 16, 2010 7:22 pm
The last ********' thing I want to do is eat. ********, Alicia, COME ON.
*Throws himself back, uncaring when his head cracked back into the couch.*
Maybe if I peel it off... *Gets up.*
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Posted: Fri Jul 16, 2010 7:25 pm
*Twists her hand as the singer stands up, siezing his thin wrist with ease and forcibly yanking Reg back down against herself; circles her other arm around his chest, pinning him against her own*
*Breathes in his ear* Favorite brand.
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Posted: Fri Jul 16, 2010 7:38 pm
Jiffy Pop! *Hisses, but lays his head back against her shoulder, staring up at the ceiling as his chest heaves against her arm.*
Used to... I like makin' it on the stove. When Sam was little I'd go over there and we'd make it together. Y'know... Gabriel's girl. She liked watchin' the tin swell up when it cooked.
Think that fourth hit is kickin' in.
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Posted: Fri Jul 16, 2010 7:52 pm
*Continues to talk in his ear* What's the stupidest thing you've ever done with butter?
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Posted: Fri Jul 16, 2010 8:02 pm
Tried to use it for lube. Got all up in my piercings when I pushed in.. Sucked.
*He grinned at the memory, laughing breathlessly.*
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Posted: Sat Jul 17, 2010 11:58 am
I won't lie, I still can't say that I, admit we went too far.. *breathes the lyrics in his ear, her voice low and husky as she sings* and you won't see me change my mind, but I really wish that I, could forget the way you are...
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Posted: Sat Jul 17, 2010 12:06 pm
But you left this feeling here inside me...the battle in my mind still fights me.... *Utters the lyrics softly, tapping his foot to the beat of the music in his head.*
S'good song.
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Posted: Sat Jul 17, 2010 12:11 pm
*Shifts her arms to tuck her hands around Reg's lacing their fingers warmly as they sing together* On a rainy Monday, I feel it inside-a me, like the days of summer... in the hopes of one day...
*Raises his hands, tilting her head so that their cheeks press together* I can see that, you're not beside me... *presses her mouth against his jaw, lips brushing his skin as she continues to sing* but I still feel you... *lowers her voice* shine inside of me...
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