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 Posted: Sun Jul 02, 2017 5:54 pm
xNio Love Text to Maebe: hey baby girl u busy?
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Posted: Sun Jul 02, 2017 10:12 pm
medigel Text to: Dawson Mmmmmmmmmm.... aybe. Why?
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Posted: Sun Jul 02, 2017 10:17 pm
Nio Love Text to Maebe: i got ur birthday present 😋
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2017 7:54 pm
medigel Text to: Dawson NOOOOOO YOU WEREN'T SUPPOSED TO REMEMBER
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2017 8:15 pm
He paused nervously and erased his original message before texting back. Nio Love Text to Maebe: ; D now do u or dont u want ur prez? cuz itll go bad if u make me wait.....
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2017 2:25 am
medigel Text to: Dawson I mean. If you've already got me a present, of course I want it. Especially if it's the kind that goes bad.
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2017 11:08 am
Nio Love Text to Maebe: good : DDDD if ur in ur room ill go deliver it Too late, his nervous legs were already taking him there.
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2017 12:22 pm
Maebe stared up at the ceiling, briefly considered telling him she was out, and then her curiosity won her over. She stretched out on her bed, before texting back. medigel Text to: Dawson Ready and waiting.
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2017 12:46 pm
There was a rapping at her door. "Maaaeeeebeeeeee~" he sang song. "Is the birthday girl ready fer a birthday hug?" Dawson was...more kempt than usual. He still had his hat on, but a comb had attempted to make his hair look nice, and his beard had been trimmed of its wilder edges. His arms were behind him, grasping a plain box.
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2017 4:50 pm
When she opened the door, it was slowly, and cautiously. She was giving herself time to adjust, to look at him and not react in some foreign manner. By the time the door was fully open, she was smiling that tiny, careful smile. "My, my." She drawled out, leaning against her hand spread on the door. "Don't we look handsome today."
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2017 4:58 pm
Dawson stood a little straighter and tried not to blush. "Like I could come celebrate a pretty lady's birthday lookin' nasty," he joked, pleased she had noticed his meager efforts nonetheless. Syn said nothing. The dynamic of Dawson trying to step into the territory that Maebe was trying to avoid was honestly too funny to interrupt. He bowed slightly. "Will the Lady Grace permit me t'enter?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2017 5:27 pm
The tone of his voice made the inevitable finally happen. She flushed a healthy scarlet, and ran her hands through her wild hair in an effort to calm herself down. Relax, Maebe. Nothing's changed. "You know you're always welcome." She chuckled out, moving away from the door and crawling back on top of her bed. She planted herself right in the middle and folded hey legs up Indian style. "I really thought I'd gotten away scot free this time with no one noticing." She admitted quietly. Birthdays weren't much her favorite anymore.
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2017 5:40 pm
He breathed a sigh of relief inwardly and was glad, for once, that Maebe's heart was difficult to change. The problem was, seeing her nervous action only made his heart beat faster. Hoo boy. "You ferget I got a calendar a'obscure holidays?" Dawson teased as he closed the door behind him. "Birthdays don' get past me." But given how she had reacted to America, Maebe's statement wasn't surprising. Between that and the flash of memory he got as he sat on the bed next to her (the horseman's bed had squeaked and squeaked and squeaked), things would get pretty awkward fast if he didn't do something. "Why wouldn' you want a day a'free presents?" he asked.
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2017 7:10 pm
"I do like presents." She breathed out, her smile threatening to grow into something helplessly smitten. Keep it together, Maebe. "So? Can I have it? Or are you going to make me beg?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2017 7:20 pm
He let out some low laughter before finally handing her the box. "Naw, naw, you earned it." It was a little loose already, so she didn't have to work hard to open it up. Covered up by a series of paper towels, either to soak up excess grease or to try and hide the smell, was a bouquet of brown sugar candied bacon. The plant base itself was plastic, but beneatht he layers of paper towels, he had also brought a handful of kingsized candy bars. "I been owin' you those fer a while now," he said, trying not to look eager for a reaction.
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