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Post by Cerys Anwyl on Jun 3, 2009 19:41:47 GMT -5
She grinned, taking the candy and glancing back at Lucan.
"Well, she talks to you. That's a good sign."
And back to Cosette. She was good at these double sided conversations.
"My tab still good?"
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Post by Lucan Jenkins on Jun 3, 2009 19:44:15 GMT -5
She nodded.
"Always."
Lucan:
He didn't like them. They were too split focused.
"Yeah, but she'll talk to anyone who talks to her. I want more."
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Post by Cerys Anwyl on Jun 3, 2009 19:51:25 GMT -5
She threw Cosette a grateful smile.
"Thanks."
Pause.
"Does Drystan know?"
She was sure by now her tab was rather high but she just couldn't pay it right now. She had to buy groceries and get supplies too. Though, the supplies she usually gathered for herself.
She glanced back at Lucan, already sucking on the stick of sour hard candy.
"Hm."
She pulled it out to talk.
"You should ask her out. Girls love getting asked out by cute boys."
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Post by Lucan Jenkins on Jun 3, 2009 19:59:41 GMT -5
Cosette shrugged. Tristan knew what Tristan knew. Whatever.
Lucan:
"Who cares about Drystan? Busy here."
He took another bite. Then paused.
"I don't want her to say no."
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Post by Cerys Anwyl on Jun 3, 2009 20:04:52 GMT -5
Eh, whatever. Drystan could go to hell.
Sighing, she wandered over and sat down next to Lucan. She curled her legs to avoid anyone looking up her dress.
"Why would she say no?"
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Post by Lucan Jenkins on Jun 3, 2009 20:08:17 GMT -5
It would make him feel better.
And Dry-Tristan says fuck you.
"I don't know. Because for some stupid fucking reason she's not interested~"
To further his point he curled up a little, eating his licorice, and letting his hair fade.
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Post by Cerys Anwyl on Jun 3, 2009 20:25:48 GMT -5
Aww~ Poor Lucan~
She sighed again, leaning forward and poking his nose with a well manicured finger.
"Since when are you afraid of girls?"
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Post by Lucan Jenkins on Jun 3, 2009 20:26:38 GMT -5
Tch.
"I'm not afraid. I just don't like rejection."
Hmph.
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Post by Cerys Anwyl on Jun 3, 2009 20:30:12 GMT -5
She made a face, leaning back and getting comfortable again.
"Yeah, I know how that goes."
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Post by Lucan Jenkins on Jun 3, 2009 20:32:00 GMT -5
He frowned.
"I don't get rejected. Except by you."
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Post by Cerys Anwyl on Jun 3, 2009 20:32:35 GMT -5
She frowned right back, pointing her candy stick at him.
"Don't start with me. I'll go back upstairs."
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Post by Lucan Jenkins on Jun 3, 2009 20:36:14 GMT -5
"Well it's true."
He frowned. His hair a quite bland shade of red now.
"Guh. I'm gonna do it anyways. But still."
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Post by Cerys Anwyl on Jun 3, 2009 20:38:01 GMT -5
Hmph.
Moving on, candy back in her mouth even while she talked.
"Well I think you should. I don't see why she'd say no."
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Post by Lucan Jenkins on Jun 3, 2009 20:40:40 GMT -5
"Because she finds the plant on Professor Paper Cuts desk to be more interesting than me."
He made a very deflated face.
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Post by Cerys Anwyl on Jun 3, 2009 20:41:22 GMT -5
Another heavy sigh.
"You are such a drama queen. She's your age right?"
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