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Post by Hayley Steele on Apr 22, 2008 17:08:55 GMT -5
She smiled slightly as he kissed her cheek. She nodded slightly. "Yeah, a little bit." She paused, smirking at him just a little bit. "Only a little though."
She nodded. "Being happy is always best." She smiled at him when he said he could still squash her. "I really don't seem to believe that. If you bruised easy, you'd get a bruise from squashing me, and that'd hurt your big macho man image."
She nodded at him. "Yeah, it does. Cause they'll hear you say it, and be all like hey we could totally do that, and then they'd do it, and take over the world, and everyone except the clowns would die, and they'd have little clown babies, and it'd all be your fault." She smiled at him. "You should be glad you're being blamed. Not many people can say they're being blamed for killing the entire human race."
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Post by Will Maddox on Apr 22, 2008 18:15:00 GMT -5
He grinned at her as he saw her smiling slightly. Hearing her, he couldn’t help but smirk. “I am so intimidating it’s insane. You’re just hiding it.”
He grinned, nodding. “That’s always a good thing.” Hearing her, he thought about it. “But that doesn’t hurt the image that much. That just shows I’m human, and I’m pretty sure that’s what a hell of a lot of people around here would like to remain as, you know?”
Hearing her little explanation, he thought about it. She did have a point. He laughed. “That would I would definitely be proud of. But I will no way in hell have a baby with a clown. I’m not that desperate to kill off the earth if that means I would have to have a baby with a psychotic looking big-nosed red-haired floppy shoe wearing clown.”
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Post by Hayley Steele on Apr 22, 2008 19:04:32 GMT -5
She rolled her eyes again. "And here we go with the big headed-ness again. Don't have such a big head, it'll ruin your cuteness." She smiled at him, biting her lip slightly.
She rolled her eyes. Did he have to challenge everything she said? She crossed her arms over her chest, and pouted. She couldn't think of anything to say back to that. It was true; most people would probably like if everyone was human. "Shut up."
She laughed and said "But you could make a pretty sexy clown baby. You might make them evolve into some gorgeous clown type things." She smiled at him again.
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Post by Will Maddox on Apr 22, 2008 19:11:31 GMT -5
He laughed as he heard her start talking, but he smiled at her as she finished. “Well, maybe it does ruin it. But it’s not my fault I’m so awesomely cute, is it?” He had to tease her; it was just way too hard for him to resist it at all.
He watched her cross her arms over her chest, and he knew he had won. Hearing her tell him to shut up, he raised an eyebrow at her. Just to mess with her, he shrugged. Arching his back, his hands went behind his head, relaxed, his feet stretched out ahead of him, all the time not saying a single word.
He listened to her, raising an eyebrow. He shook his head. “Even if it turns out to be more amazing looking than me, I will no way have a kid with a clown. I don’t want to have to deal with two honking horns and red noses and crap like that. I can just barely handle of those kinds of people.” But he grinned at her.
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Post by Hayley Steele on Apr 22, 2008 19:28:37 GMT -5
She laughed at him and said "I don't think so. I think the credit to that goes to your parents." She chewed on the inside of her lip slightly, looking off into the sky.
She watched him not say anything, and she knew he knew he had won. She crinkled her nose. "You're not going to say anything about you winning?" She was slightly surprised at that. He usually always had something to say.
She laughed and shook her head. "You leave the clown mother then. Duh. You could be like I can't handle the big red noses. I'm leaving. Bye. And you'd get half of everything." She smiled at him, looking down at her shoes for a split second, then looking back up at him.
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Post by Will Maddox on Apr 22, 2008 19:41:58 GMT -5
He heard her, and he just laughed. “Haha. My parents wish they were as adorable as me. Then maybe they wouldn’t feel so bad about being old.” He watched her looking off into the air, and he couldn’t help but smile slightly.
Seeing her crinkle her nose, he pretended to think about it before shrugging. “You said shut up.” And he left it simply at that.
He listened to her plan, and he couldn’t help but laugh. “I’d need a bit more to that though. I need someone else to run away to…” He thought before looking down at her. “Would you be willing to let me crash at your place the day I leave the clowns? I’ll personally make sure they leave you alive, saying you are the woman that runs their bank accounts. He smirked at her.
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Post by Hayley Steele on Apr 22, 2008 19:46:35 GMT -5
Hayley laughed, covering her mouth. "That's mean!" She glanced down at him to see him smiling, and she looked away quickly before she could blush.
Hayley pouted, wrapped her arms around him in a hug. "I was kidding. I don't reaaally want you to shut up." She smiled up at him; she wasn't planning on letting go until he would talk.
She nodded at him, laughing slightly. "You can crash with me anytime you need to. Especially when you run away from the clowns."
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Post by Will Maddox on Apr 22, 2008 19:54:31 GMT -5
He heard her laughing, and he couldn’t help but laugh. “Okay, so I can be a cruel person. I’m sorry.” But he grinned down at her as he noticed her looking at him.
Feeling her arms around him, he looked down at her. Hearing her, he smiled, wrapping his arms back around her. “Well, next time you shouldn’t be so literal on things, you know. People might take you seriously.”
Hearing her, he laughed a bit. “Then I’ll definitely break their hearts and not feel so bad.” He laughed once again before saying, “So, tell me a little more about yourself. Besides the fact you are deathly afraid of the teletubbies.”
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Post by Hayley Steele on Apr 22, 2008 20:10:32 GMT -5
"It's okay." She smiled shyly at him. She felt like she was starting to act like one of those stupid little girls in second grade who had a little crush on some little third grader.
She smiled as she felt his arms around her, and felt a blush creeping up on her cheeks. "I'm sorry. I'll try not to be so literal on things." She looked up at him, smiling really big.
She smiled at what he said. "I hope you do break their hearts. I think I'd get a little jealous." She smiled up at him, to let him know she was joking. Of course, she probably would get jealous that he'd prefer a clown over her. That's be pretty bad. "Hmm.." She thought for a moment. "I'm an artist. I'm obsessed with music. And that's pretty much all there is to me." She smiled at him again.
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Post by Will Maddox on Apr 22, 2008 20:25:33 GMT -5
He grinned. “Course it is.” He could her smiling shyly, and he couldn’t help but think it was adorable. Like those kindergarten kids that held hands and such. It was cute.
He listened to her, and he nodded almost accusingly. “Well, as long as you know. But if you do it again, I will be sure to take you quite literally.” Okay so maybe the way he phrased it sounded way off, but he knew she would know what she meant.
Hearing her, he laughed. “You, be jealous of clowns? Whatever for?” He put on an innocent face as he watched her. But he had a grin on his face, thus ruining it. Hearing her, he smiled hearing music. “Hey, what do you know?” He pointed to himself.” Fellow music addict!” He grinned at her.
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Post by Hayley Steele on Apr 22, 2008 20:35:25 GMT -5
She shook her head at him. "Only cause it's you though." She glanced down at her shoe once again, all of a sudden feeling really shy.
She laughed slightly. "You sound like my mom." A smile was still on her lips. It seemed like she couldn't get the smile off her lips. She looked up at the few clouds in the sky, looking for shapes. She sighed slightly when she couldn't find any.
"Well, if you choose a clown over me.. that'd be kinda bad." She smiled at him. She knew he knew what she was talking about, but she was too distracted to be sarcastic. "Yayy!" She smiled at him. "Do you play music?" If he played music, it'd add to the wonderfullness of him. XD
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Post by Will Maddox on Apr 22, 2008 20:56:20 GMT -5
He grinned. “I’m just that awesome, I know.” he watched her glance down at her feet, and he grinned. Reaching over, he let his fingers stray under her chin to look up at him. “No more looking down.”
He pretended to be insulted. “And here I assumed I was better than your mother.” But he smiled at her. Watching her look up at the sky, he let his eyes follow up to the sky, but he turned back to her. Much, much more interesting.
He laughed. “Who would choose a clown over a pretty girl, eh?” He smiled at her; as mentioned earlier, he was a flirt. Hearing her say yay, he raised an eyebrow. Listening to her, he laughed. “Do I? Hells yeah.” He pointed to his forgotten notebook on the floor. “Today was a writing day, but I’ve been having inspiration issues, really. Until recently…” |
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Post by Hayley Steele on Apr 22, 2008 21:02:22 GMT -5
She felt his hand under her chin and wanted to die right then. She blushed and nodded slightly. "Ok-okay." The blush got redder when she stuttered, and she looked down for a split second, but looked back up at him.
"Your way better than my mom. I'd much rather hang out with you then my mom." She smiled at him. She looked back down from the clouds, after finding nothing in the few clouds that were in the sky. She noticed him watching her, and she raised one eyebrow at him.
She blushed and said "Well, it's good to know you'd choose me over a clown." She smiled when he said he did. "What do you play?" She tilted her head when he said he had been having inspiration problems until recently. "Why until recently?"
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Post by Will Maddox on Apr 22, 2008 21:10:56 GMT -5
Seeing her blush, he smirked as he listened to her stutter. He couldn’t help but think that was adorable. Looking at her, he couldn’t help but say. “You need to blush more often.”
He laughed. “I am pretty fun to be with, aren’t I?” He grinned at her. Seeing her raise an eyebrow at her, he couldn’t help but lean forward, kissing her lightly. But he quickly regained sense; pulling back, he ran a hand over his hair. “Um..I’m sorry about….that.” He knew she probably didn’t feel that way about him. He probably already screwed up a friendship.
He laughed, saying, “Who would choose a clown over you, huh?” He grinned at her. Tilting his head in thought, he began to list. “Guitar’s my favorite, but there is also the magical piano, plus a few instruments that people would think I am crazy for playing.” He shrugged. Hearing her, he pretended to think, shrugging. “Well, I’ve been inspired.” |
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Post by Hayley Steele on Apr 22, 2008 21:19:45 GMT -5
She shook her head. "It's embarrassing." She couldn't help but smile a little bit though. He just had this way with making her smile.
She nodded. "You are actually. This is the most fun I've had in a long time." It didn't even register in her mind what had happened until he pulled away. She was pretty much in shock "Please don't be sorry." She blushed once again before looking down at the ground. "You don't have to be sorry. I.. liked it." She looked up at him, blushing, but smiling. (:
She shrugging, laughing lightly. "I'm pretty sure there's a few people." She smiled when he said guitar. That was pretty much her favorite instrument ever. "What are the ones people would think you were crazy for playing?" For some reason, she wanted to know everything about him. She furrowed her eyebrows in confustion, biting her lip slightly. "By what?"
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