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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 20, 2008 18:08:00 GMT
"Really? No way."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 20, 2008 18:19:39 GMT
"Your a bastard." I laugh.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 20, 2008 18:33:02 GMT
"Thank you," I grin.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 20, 2008 18:45:50 GMT
"Ought to stop loving you," I grin, moving off him.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 20, 2008 18:57:26 GMT
"I bet you can't do it."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 20, 2008 19:01:10 GMT
"Bet I can." I laugh, rolling onto my side and away from him.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 20, 2008 19:19:32 GMT
"Go on then," I laugh, propping myself up on my elbows and watching her.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 20, 2008 19:33:54 GMT
"Fine," I grin, keeping my gaze on the wall.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 20, 2008 19:42:31 GMT
"Not very convincing when you're smiling like that," I advise her.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 20, 2008 19:49:36 GMT
I laugh, burying my head into the pillow.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 20, 2008 20:12:11 GMT
"Really not convincing me here..."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 20, 2008 20:19:53 GMT
"Fuck you." I laugh, my voice muffled against the pillow.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 20, 2008 20:34:48 GMT
I laugh, "Would you like to?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 20, 2008 20:38:13 GMT
I fight back the urge to laugh, instead flip him off.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 20, 2008 20:49:32 GMT
"That hurts. You'd rather sulk and flip me off than fuck me?" I laugh.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 20, 2008 20:55:23 GMT
I don't comment, trying to muffle my laughs in the pillow.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 20, 2008 21:09:23 GMT
I laugh harder, watching her.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 20, 2008 21:13:19 GMT
"Fucking.." I laugh harder into the pillow.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 20, 2008 21:26:36 GMT
I attempt to stifle my laughing, but I can't really stop now.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 20, 2008 21:28:03 GMT
I laugh harder, rolling onto my back.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 20, 2008 21:45:25 GMT
I shake my head, burrying it into the mattress to try and muffle my laughter.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 20, 2008 21:51:45 GMT
"I..can't breathe." I laugh.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 20, 2008 22:02:12 GMT
This makes me laugh even harder, and I don't have the breath to reply.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 20, 2008 22:05:05 GMT
I laugh, pulling the blanket over my head to try and stop laughing.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 20, 2008 22:16:53 GMT
"I don't....even know what's...funny...anymore," I manage through my laughter.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 20, 2008 22:19:42 GMT
"I don't either." I grin, managing to breath again.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 20, 2008 22:31:52 GMT
I choke slightly on an attempt to calm down again, and lie there with a stupid grin, tempted to start laughing again.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 20, 2008 22:35:21 GMT
"Don't you dare." I laugh, weakly seeing him grin."Don't start laughing again, you'll start me off."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 20, 2008 22:52:11 GMT
"Sorry," I struggle to keep myself from laughing, having to turn away from her just in case.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 20, 2008 22:56:01 GMT
I grin, putting my hands over my eyes."I think I'm starting again," I laugh weakly.
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