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Post by Chris Murphy on Oct 21, 2009 17:59:04 GMT -5
"Well, I mean, I'm just a hyper active guy that smokes a bit... so nope." He said. He looked up, his cheeks still bright pink. He didn't really know what to say. He watched her for a moment, and stood up, took a step closer to her but slipped. Someone much had just put something on the ground, because he slipped on it, and nearly hit his head on the bar, then landed into a display of light bulbs. He poked his head out and smiled. "Whoops!" He said. Chris was pretty much the comic relief in his school.
He leaned back into the shelf. For some reason he found it comfortable. Though, someone must of heard him. 'If someone comes by, I left. Okay?" He said, crawling his way farther back into the shelf. He hit his head on the wall. "WALL" He said loudly.
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Post by Eliza Renee Parson on Oct 21, 2009 18:07:12 GMT -5
Eliza giggled. Her stomach churned when he slipped. She was happy he didn't fall on him. Smiling she laughed and saw as an employee ran by and asked where her friend was she pointed toward the door and she saw all the employees run. She giggled and said "Well aren't you a little fugiti-" she stopped. DId he say he smoked a bit. Her eyes widened, but she didn't say anything. Quickly she saw them coming back and she crawled in with him and whispered "I am not paying for the stuff you broke." She was glaring at him their faces only about a few inches away. She just smiled.
Looking she saw the employees run back and forth through the isle. She was happy they weren't the brightest. Her hand brushing his shouolder her stomach tightened up. They would be in deep crap if anyone found them. She laughed quietly and looked at him and whispered "Try not to draw attention to us. Than we don't have to pay for anything. Soooo...hows it going?" She giggled softly as she looked over at him. Her smile wide and her eyebrow piercings throbbing. He would probably see them now since they were so close. Which was slightly awkward, yet exhilirating for her.
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Post by Chris Murphy on Oct 21, 2009 18:21:11 GMT -5
Chris looked at her. "What were you saying? He asked. He moved as she moved in with him. "Who said I broke anything?" he asked after a moment. He didn't think that he did. "I'm not that heavy. I'm maybe 110 pounds. Small boy. I know." He put his hands in his pockets again. His left hand hit the cigarette box. It was about half empty. He took it out of his pocket, his hand holding it in front of him. He sighed.
Oh you know, just being told to shut up so we don't pay for things. The usual. How bout you?" He said. He opened the pack of cigarettes, looking at them. He took one out of the half empty box. He didn't light it or anything. But, he still put it in his mouth. He held the box out to her, though, she didn't seem like the kind to smoke.
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Post by Eliza Renee Parson on Oct 21, 2009 18:30:12 GMT -5
Eliza smiled and said "You didn't break anything, but what I meant by that is we will have to clean up all the stuff we left out." She smiled and looked at him. Looking at the cigarettes she just shook her head and said "Nope. Don't smoke. I sing. So I have to keep my voice in tact."[/color[ She smiled at him. Seeing some dirt on his face she said "You got some..dirt right there on your right cheek." She smiled at him. He seemed like a really great friend. They could probably be best friends even. Though, she didn't get her hopes up. She never did anymore. Not after what happened with Tristan.
Looking away from him for a couple of seconds she turned back and sighed. She than, out of habit, started to sing out of bordem "Because I am broken. When I'm lonesome." she stopped and looked at him. Her expression completly out of emotion. She just focused on her past two seconds ago, but she got rid of that expression and changed it to just...content. Nothing else. She wanted someone else to crack a joke, or something. She eventually said "You know what is good? Chocolate." She grinned.
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Post by Chris Murphy on Oct 21, 2009 19:20:45 GMT -5
Chris just shrugged. He looked down again, his white hair in his eyes. He left the cigarette in his mouth. He didn't move or say anything for almost two minutes. He just held the cigarette between his teeth, thinking. He leaned against the wall, watching the employees run around looking for them. your not very specific with your words you know. how was i suppose to know that you mean that. He said. He blinked as they ran. He was hoping that they would give up soon, cause sitting still was not his best strength. He moved again.
He looked back at her, and moved again. I can't sit still for a long time. Chris said. looked at the employees again. Soon enough they stopped running back and forth as much as they were. But they were still were running back and forth.
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