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Post by Blaise Mitchells on Jun 3, 2007 8:52:58 GMT
I smirked and gave his 'arm' a kiss.
"Better?" I ask, laughing to myself.
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Post by James Smith on Jun 3, 2007 8:54:34 GMT
''Yes.'' i said. ''It does.''
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Post by Blaise Mitchells on Jun 3, 2007 8:55:59 GMT
"So, if I punch you in the face, do I get to kiss that too?" I ask slyly.
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Post by James Smith on Jun 3, 2007 8:56:45 GMT
''As long as my nose dont bleed.'' i said
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Post by Blaise Mitchells on Jun 3, 2007 9:00:28 GMT
"Pft, I'm not that heartless as to make your nose bleed." I protest.
I flick the side of his cheek with my finger.
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Post by James Smith on Jun 3, 2007 9:01:39 GMT
''Ow.'' i joked
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Post by Blaise Mitchells on Jun 3, 2007 9:03:16 GMT
"My bad." I giggled, planting a kiss where I had flicked him.
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Post by James Smith on Jun 3, 2007 9:05:43 GMT
i laughed. ''Your bad.''
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Post by Blaise Mitchells on Jun 3, 2007 9:07:14 GMT
I glared at him.
"Don't provoke me." I half joked, and was half serious, "You never know what could happen."
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Post by James Smith on Jun 3, 2007 9:12:03 GMT
''Why what could happen?'' i asked
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Post by Blaise Mitchells on Jun 3, 2007 9:14:55 GMT
"Thats for me to know and you to find out." I laugh.
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Post by James Smith on Jun 3, 2007 9:15:24 GMT
''Thats mean.'' i smiled
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Post by Blaise Mitchells on Jun 3, 2007 9:16:49 GMT
"Ohhh well." I smirk.
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Post by James Smith on Jun 3, 2007 9:17:27 GMT
i laughed. ''Ohh nice.'
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Post by Blaise Mitchells on Jun 3, 2007 9:18:23 GMT
"Just be lucky I'm not spraying whipped cream all over you still." I snicker.
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Post by James Smith on Jun 3, 2007 9:22:18 GMT
''Well i still have some one me.'' i laughed
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Post by Blaise Mitchells on Jun 3, 2007 17:40:47 GMT
"Pffft. It'll wash off." I tease, "Quit being such a pansy."
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Post by James Smith on Jun 3, 2007 19:36:56 GMT
''No, i like haveing it on me.'' i laughed
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Post by Blaise Mitchells on Jun 3, 2007 19:43:56 GMT
I give him a strange look.
"Mhm. I'm sure."
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Post by James Smith on Jun 3, 2007 19:46:38 GMT
''Yup.''
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Post by Blaise Mitchells on Jun 3, 2007 19:47:05 GMT
"So," I say, putting my head into my hands, "What are we gonna do now?"
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Post by James Smith on Jun 3, 2007 19:49:08 GMT
''I dunno.'' i said. ''Bring in the pumpkins.''
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Post by Blaise Mitchells on Jun 3, 2007 19:49:45 GMT
"Pumpkins?" I ask, giving him that weird look again, "Care to explain that?"
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Post by James Smith on Jun 3, 2007 19:50:12 GMT
i shrugged. ''Being bored has effects.''
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Post by Blaise Mitchells on Jun 3, 2007 19:52:25 GMT
Rolling my eyes I agree, "Too true."
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Post by James Smith on Jun 3, 2007 19:53:07 GMT
'''EXACTLY!''
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Post by Blaise Mitchells on Jun 3, 2007 19:53:42 GMT
"Lets play rock, paper, scissors." I suggest.
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Post by James Smith on Jun 3, 2007 19:56:29 GMT
''Alrighty then.'' i laughed
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Post by Blaise Mitchells on Jun 3, 2007 19:57:45 GMT
"Well hey man, it's something to do." I sit up and get ready to play the game.
"Ready?!" I shout, "ROCK. PAPER. SCISSORS!"
I mold my hand into a fist.
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Post by James Smith on Jun 3, 2007 20:01:16 GMT
right then i had my hands as scissors. ''Oh you won.''
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