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High-functioning Marshmallow
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 Posted: Sat Feb 25, 2012 11:24 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 6:28 pm
The blonde was about to jump around for joy, but she knew better. She knew a lot better. So instead she put on a big, almost childish grin, and grabbed Nessa's hands in excitement. "I'll look forward to it!" She spoke in an incredibly upbeat tone that contradicted her usual, almost shy way of speaking. Sleepovers! That's what friends did! Erika would have cried if she was just a bit younger. However, she was able to keep a lid on her emotions. Instead she let go of the other girl and took in a deep breath. She slid her hands into her purse, and rummaged around until she got her hands on a pen and piece of scrapped paper. She scribbled down a couple numbers and handed the slip over. "You can call when your free," She informed Nessa with a slight nervousness, never having given someone else her number, "I'm usually around." A sad, but oh so real truth. But, maybe that would start to change. And this sudden realization filled the girl with a rush of joy, and a bit of anxiety. So, she decided to end her little encounter early, ready to burst with emotion. "I've already spent to much time here so..." She spoke with a fading smile, "I hope to see you soon." Erika turned on her heal and gave Nessa one last wave before leaving the shop.
-Exit Erika-
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