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 Posted: Fri Jul 09, 2010 11:35 pm
"She passed away, but, let's not talk about the past", Ventus said simpley.
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Posted: Sat Jul 10, 2010 12:01 am
"ok," Dylan hopped out of bed and put his pants on fast, "if you want those muffins, you have to help make them" Dylan chuckled and stole a kiss from Ven before heading for the kitchen.
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Posted: Sat Jul 10, 2010 12:07 am
Ventus blushes, got out of bed, and though he just wear his Boxxer's. He ran to the kitchen, trying to catch up.
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Posted: Sat Jul 10, 2010 12:12 am
Dylan gets to the kitchen first, "and the great Dylan wins again" Dylan graves Ven in a hug and kisses his cheek.
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Posted: Sat Jul 10, 2010 12:18 am
Ventus laughed, and looked down, his morning wood sticking out. Ven blushed deeply, and look up at Dylan to see what he was doing.
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Posted: Sat Jul 10, 2010 12:23 am
Dylan went to the fridge to get the milk, eggs, ect. Dylan chuckled to himself
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Posted: Sat Jul 10, 2010 2:22 am
Ventus blushes when he heard his chuckle. "So um . . . do we have strawberries and blueberries", Ventus asked, trying to get things off his mind.
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Posted: Sat Jul 10, 2010 10:21 am
Dylan looked down tryin not to plurt out laughing, "not as much in your pants, but there's enough."
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Posted: Sat Jul 10, 2010 11:35 am
Ventus turned crimson red, and stared into his back.
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Posted: Tue Jul 13, 2010 2:53 am
"Hey, you better put your thing away and help me with this muffins" Dylan starts to laugh to himself some more.
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Posted: Tue Jul 13, 2010 2:55 am
Ventus glanced down, seeing his member had slipped out of his boxxer's. He turned redder if possible, and then put it back in before going to work, trying to find things to make them with, but was lost in the new kitchen.
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Posted: Thu Jul 15, 2010 3:06 am
Dylan giggled to himself as he saw Ven((It used to say . . . van ))so confused, "haha, just get the butter"
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Posted: Thu Jul 15, 2010 3:50 am
(you did? . . .)
Ventus nodded and ran to the fridge, almost slipping, and grabbed the butter. He ran back, that time, almost fell to his face, but still kept on intil he was back with Dylan.
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