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 Posted: Sat Feb 11, 2017 2:27 pm
There was a rumbling in her stomach as Harper had walked around a few of the buildings on the unknown island. There was no doubt she was missing the comfort of getting up and finding her father in the kitchen flipping pancakes while her sister found some way to make the cat chase the morning sunlight. It was hard, it was hard not to think about home and about getting back and how soon if she ever could. She tried not to think of the fear that welled up inside of her that maybe she wouldn’t get back, that instead something more awful would happen to them all out there. There was more rumbling of her stomach as she looked over at the other teen she had met. “Hey, want to find the kitchen and make something to eat? Not saying I am the best at cooking but if you hungry like me?”
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2017 4:23 pm
Liam's mind had been running in similar circles. He'd been thinking about home, about his mother and his father. About School, about his soccer team. He'd been quietly mulling over all this while Harper was apparently doing the same. Lost in thought enough so that he didn't immediately register that she'd been talking to him. It made him blink, and he turned. "Huh?" Then the actual words sank in, and with them came the realization that he hadn't eaten anything all day, and with that came the telltale grumbling of his stomach. He flushed softly, and gave a sheepish laugh. "Yeah, sure. I'm hungry too."
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Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2017 6:42 am
She peered at him a little as he seemed to be lost in his own world for a moment before answering. Grinning wide she nodded before looking around at a few of the buildings as if trying to gain some recognition or hint of what each of them contained. “So which one of these buildings is the kitchen again? And do you think it would have anything decent to eat, I’m kinda of hoping that there will be some mac and cheese or something.” In response her stomach rumbled again, laughing Harper tried to pat it down into submission until they found what they were looking for.
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Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2017 7:11 am
He followed her lead in gazing at the various buildings. "Um, I'm not sure." The dorms looked relatively simple, compared to some of the other buildings, and so did one other. "Maybe that one?" He pointed, head tilting thoughtfully to one side. "Worth checking out, at least?" If it wasn't the cafeteria, then they'd at least eliminated it as a possibility. There were only few of them, it wouldn't take long to check them all. And if for some reason none of them were the one they were looking for, well, Caroline could probably point them in the right direction. Liam glanced at readhead, then back at Harper, a small smile forming on his lips. "Let's check it out?"
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Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2017 9:37 am
Following where he pointed too Harper peered at the building and gave a shrug, like the rest of the buildings it didn’t really have a huge sign on it telling them what it was and she wasn’t entirely sure what a cafeteria building was suppose to look like on the outside either way. “Looks good to me, let’s go.” Taking a few steps forward she turned around facing him keeping her feet moving as she gave a wide grin to him. “So since it looks like we are here for a little while what’s your favorite snack or food? And can you cook anything? Or at least know how to do basic cooking?”
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2017 9:23 am
Liam's pace faltered a little when she turned to walk backwards in front of him, and he could feel color heating along his cheeks. Despite the utter strangeness and potentially scary situation they had found themselves in, Harper was a pretty girl, and she was giving him an awful lot of attention. "Um." He plucked at one of his sleeves. "I like pretty much anything. I'm not picky about what I eat." He had the appetite of most young men his age. "I can cook somethings. I can make grilled cheese, and macaroni. Kraft dinner. Not really anything from scratch, though." With an effort, he forced his hands back into his pockets to keep from fusing fidgeting. "How about you?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2017 10:28 am
It wasn’t hard to keep the grin on her face as she looked at him, Liam seemed nice enough and cute which made it easy to keep from concern or tears from showing up on her cheeks. As long as she didn’t think about what had happened, could happen, she would be ok for the time being. “First off Kraft dinner is the best and I would say I could cook that but last time I tried I burned part of it to the bottom of the pot when I forgot that it was on the stove… so.. I can’t make any promises on that but grilled cheeses, pancakes from the box, you know the one you add water to… um..” Clasping her hands around her back she slowed down just a bit as she bit her lower lip to think. “I can make a salad but that doesn’t really involve cooking.”
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2017 5:24 am
There was something comforting about knowing Harper was as hopeless in the kitchen as we was. It meant, he thought to himself, that it was something she wouldn't be able to judge him harshly on. Not that she seemed to be judging him much... ~ She's not. You're a bit brainless, aren't you.~ Liam frowned, brows creasing as he glanced around, but after a moment he recalled what Caroline had told them. Lets not worry about the voices just yet.. Which was just fine with him. He figured there were plenty of things he already had to worry about, one less was a blessing. "We can make grilled cheese." There was probably bread, cheese, the basics. If not, well, they'd figure it out. "So what do you like to do for fun," he blurted out, then grinned sheepishly. "I mean, when things aren't weird."
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2017 9:21 am
Harper kept walking backwards raising a brow as he started to frown a bit, not entirely sure what she had said that had caused the expression or if maybe she had simply drudged up memories of home that they were all missing. ~Watch where you are going.~ She paused, brows lifted before looking over her shoulder to see the entrance of the building as the voice retreated back into silence. It apparently had very little words to say to her but Harper had some hoped or maybe just trusted what Caroline had said about them and shoved that concern down with the rest of the others. “Oh.. hmmm well …. I do a lot of sort of artish activities, there's the plays at school and painting class. Sometimes on the weekends or night I’ll try to catch a dance class if I can at the gym. Oh and movies, I love sitting on the couch with a kettle corn and watching some random horror flick or something funny. Really I’ll watch almost anything… What about you?”
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2017 11:54 am
As the approached the doors Liam jogged ahead, holding it open for the other teen before following himself. He'd been raised with the importance of good manners hammered into his head from a young age. Although he likely would have done it regardless. Harper was a pretty girl, he wanted to make a good impression. It didn't surprise him that she was artistic, seemed fitting. He'd only just met her, so it was impossible to tell, really, but it seemed right. Liam was not artistic. At all. No, his talents all lay in athletics. "I really like soccer. It's how I got into the high school I'm at, actually. Athletic scholarship." He grinned proudly. "I also like skateboarding, video games." Typical teenage boy behavior. "Music and movies, too."
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