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 Posted: Mon Nov 25, 2013 7:19 pm
Chel just walked in and flopped on him. Right on him.
No words, nothing. One moment she was not on him, then the next moment she was. Surprise. Happy Thanksgiving.
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Posted: Mon Nov 25, 2013 7:44 pm
To Dory, this really had been just another evening, having lightly dozed off on his bed from reading one of his books, spending the day by his lonesome. It didn't take long though, for the silence to break, when suddenly there was a rush of weight on his body, expelling the air out of his lungs at a sudden rate.
Wheezing, he opened his eyes in a WHO GOES THERE kind of way, before catching sight of pink hair just about everywhere. Giving a snort again, he leaned back. It was just Chelsea - no explanation needed.
"Bon soir." He croaked out, catching his breath. "Bed is occupied, but you can share. What is up?" He stated, eyebrows raising again, offering to listen to whatever brought her to his bed.
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Posted: Mon Nov 25, 2013 7:51 pm
Chel just treated Dory like another pillow on the bed. "Bawn swar to you too," she said cheerfully, elbowing and pinching as she adjusted to be more comfortable.
"Nothing much. What's up with you, bluey," she asked cheerfully, unaware that she'd interrupted anything.
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Posted: Mon Nov 25, 2013 8:15 pm
Lazy shrug time, the Frenchman making little oomfph and noises when the flourescent haired woman elbowed him in an attempt to use him more effectively as a human pillow. She had sharp elbows as a girl, but, he was a little used to it. Five sisters. Raising a gloved hand, he smushed his face around a bit, working on waking himself up a bit, before flopping the tattooed arm back down as he looked up to her to concentrate.
"Last time I remember, I was reading. Mus'sa ..ehh, falled asleep." He offered a little. "I went shopping avec Solomon. We tried on dresses, talked about boys."
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Posted: Mon Nov 25, 2013 8:21 pm
"Cool," she said, finding him trying on dresses to be really ******** weird, but maybe he was joking. Not wanting to offend him, she kept her mouth shut, just in case it was the truth. She secretly wondered if it was Solomon's doing.
Small talk was small talk. "What'd you end up buying?" she asked. Maybe there were presents for her!!
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Posted: Mon Nov 25, 2013 8:40 pm
"Ehh, a bit'ta clothing, a new pair of gloves." He admitted, closing his eyes again since he was pretty comfortable once more, yawning absentmindedly. "'zis pair is getting old, mais, I needed new clothing for winter. . . whatever it is 'ere." He figured, going to lift a glove, in it's worn out state, showing her, as if he had to prove it.
He had caught the uncertainty about the dress, so he didn't dare tell her about it's existence in his closet. It was a pretty sweet gift, even if it was weird in her eyes.
"'Ow is it 'aving a girlfriend?" He teased a little, the word coming out strange, like querl-friend, wrapping around his accent awkwardly.
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Posted: Mon Nov 25, 2013 11:14 pm
They were getting old, May? What did that even mean? Maybe he meant that he bought the gloves in May. Probably some weird French thing.
"Oh you heard about her?" she mused lightly. "You jealous?" She rolled over onto the other side of the bed, giving Dory some nice breathing room. "Yes, let it be known that yours truly is off the market." She looked over at him mischievously. "For now."
Wiggling under his blankets (it was winter- it was cold okay!) she said, "What d'you wanna know?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 27, 2013 9:05 pm
"Do I really look like the jealous type?"
It was a simple question, with little inflection in it. Giving her a really lazy shrug to accompany it, showing that he really didn't mind. "If you are 'appy, then zat's all s'really matters, oui? I am sure the market can 'andle the loss of a pretty lady." He finished, giving her a little smirk, before sighing out of his nose while they chatted.
"Well, are you 'appy? S'really all I am curious about."
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Posted: Sat Dec 14, 2013 11:25 am
"When it comes to me, you should be jealous!" she said with a flail. "I know you secretly desire me Dory. You don't have to hide it anymore. We can get married and run away and have a thousand little raccoon tail hair babies."
She grinned, flicking his sighing nose with amusement. "'APPY eh?" she mocked him, thinking about it. "Yeah I suppose I'm happy. She's pretty ********' hot and the sex a'int bad either." Chel shrugged. "I just hope she's not in it for a ring, man. I can't do that marriage s**t."
Yes, Chel had definitely established a very healthy relationship that was totally going places.
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Posted: Mon Dec 23, 2013 11:51 am
"Chelsea, a commitment-phobe?" He paused, thinking out loud. "Phobie d'engagement, s'right." He was too sleepy to care, but his mouth quirked up a little, closing his eyes. "Well, you know, if you ladies need to have a thousand raccoon tail haired babies, I'm the man for it." Jutting his thumb lightly, he pointed to himself, giving a soft laugh about it.
"Well, you know. Amour, toux et fumée en ne secret sont demeurée. As I was told as a child." A pause. "Uh. Love, smoke and a cold are 'ard to hide. So, if it is for the long run, it'll be obvious." he figured. She seemed pretty happy with Nevada, as far as he could tell, at least.
Which was good.
She needed someone to distract her sometimes, (it meant he got some days where he had a bed,) but it was good for the two girls.
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