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Post by Will Maddox on Apr 22, 2008 21:27:17 GMT -5
He smiled at her, shaking his head. “Not at all.” Seeing her smile, he couldn’t help but smile more. It was a cute smile.
Listening to her, he grinned. “And all we’ve been doing it sitting here talking.” He stood up abruptly, holding his hand out for her. “Let’s go do something fun worthy.” Hearing her, he grinned a shy grin a her. Oh my goodness. That’s another first for him. Hearing her she liked it, he smiled. Leaning down, he kissed her gently once more before pulling back. “And did you like that?”
Hearing her, he laughed. “I feel lucky.” Hearing her as him, he shrugged. “Eh. I haven’t played them in years, really. Those instruments kids play in elementary school bands and such, you know.” He shrugged as though it were no big deal. Hearing her ask about his bursts of inspiration, he gave her a sly grin. “Maybe nature. Maybe by intuition. Maybe by the arrival of a person?”
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Post by Hayley Steele on Apr 22, 2008 21:34:41 GMT -5
She smiled at him when he said it wasn't embarrassing. "It's not embarrassing for you. You haven't blushed once today, and I've blushed like 5 million times!"
She smiled as he stood up and held his hand out to her. She bent over, picking up her sketchbook and took his hand, pulling herself up. "Alright. What should we do?" She saw him grin, and looked shy and she wanted to say aww, but then she felt his lips on hers, and couldn't help but smile. When he asked if she liked it, she nodded her head, saying yes. She leaned forward, kissing him lightly. "Did you like that?"
"You should feel lucky. I don't let just anyone talk to me about clowns, you know." She smiled at him again. She nodded. "I think you should learn the harmonica." She raised one eyebrow, kinda getting it. "Me?" She blushed slightly; it was taking everything she had to not look down at the ground.
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Post by Will Maddox on Apr 22, 2008 21:55:35 GMT -5
He laughed. “Because I’m that awesome.” But laughing as he said it didn’t help, really.
He remembered he had things when she bent over to get her stuff. Bending down, he stuffed his notebook into his messenger bag before throwing it over his shoulder. Hearing her, he shrugged. “Coffee?” He was actually thirsty at the moment. Feeling her lips against his, he raised an eyebrow before kissing him back. “I might have.” again, he loved to tease her.
“Course. Because clowns are the worst topic in the world.
[/b]” He was actually serious on that topic. Listening to her, he laughed. “ The harmonica would be nice…” He shrugged, laughing a bit. Hearing the realization in her voice, he laughed. “ Mayyyybe.[/blockquote][/size] |
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Post by Hayley Steele on Apr 22, 2008 22:04:17 GMT -5
Hayley smiled, watching him pick up his stuff. She really had no idea what to think about him. She shook the thoughts from her mind when he said coffee. She nodded. "Coffee sounds really good right now actually." She paused, raising an eyebrow at him. "Might have?" She leaned forward, a few centimeters from his face, like she was going to kiss him, and said "I'm not going to kiss you unless you liked it, so I'm taking that as you didn't like it." She smiled at him, pulling away from him.
She nodded. "It pretty much is. They're scary." She nodded. "I think you should learn." She frowned slightly when he said maybe. "Pleeeeease tell me?" She pretended to pout, holding back a smile.
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Post by Will Maddox on Apr 22, 2008 22:11:18 GMT -5
Hearing her, he grinned. “Coffee it is.” He grinned at her. Seeing her face in front of his, he raised an eyebrow, tempted to close that space between them. As she pulled away, however, he frowned. Leaning forward, he kissed her gently. “I never said I didn’t like it.”
He laughed. “They are, that’s true.” He listened toher, eyebrow raised. “I should try that someday…” Hearing her beg him to tell her, he smirked, shrugging. “Okay, so maybe you might have been inspiration…”
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Post by Hayley Steele on Apr 22, 2008 22:17:02 GMT -5
"Yay for coffee!" She smiled at him. She started to walk in the direction of Starbucks, pulling him along by his hand. She smiled when he kissed her. She still felt like she was going to hyperventilate when he got close to her, it was even worse when he kissed her. "You never said you liked it though."
She smiled at him. "Oh! You should learn bagpipes too! I think you'd be cute playing bagpipes." She smiled when he said she might have been inspiration. "I'm glad I can inspire you." She blushed slightly, leaning forward, kissing his cheek lightly.
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Post by Will Maddox on Apr 22, 2008 22:22:55 GMT -5
He grinned. “Who doesn’t love coffee?” Well, there were a few people but none he knew, really. He looked at her as he saw her smile. Hearing her, he shrugged. “I said maybe. That’s doesn’t really mean I didn’t like it.”
He grinned at her. “I’m not wearing a skirt, I’m sorry.” He couldn’t even picture himself in a kilt. He would scream if he ever even considered wearing one. Hearing her, he smiled. Especially as she kissed his cheek. “Thank you for being inspiration.” |
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Post by Hayley Steele on Apr 22, 2008 22:27:58 GMT -5
She shrugged. "Clowns, maybe." She smiled at him laughing slightly. "Yeah, but you still never said you liked it, so I don't know if you like it or not." She crossed her arms over her chest, turning her head away from him, but glancing at him from the corner of her eye.
She smiled at him. "I bet I could get you into a skirt. I could just put on my puppy dog face, and beg you until you said yes." She smiled at him, blushing lightly. "Anytime." She looked up at him, smiling, biting her bottom lip lightly. "Thanks you for being my inspiration."
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Post by Will Maddox on Apr 22, 2008 22:33:33 GMT -5
He laughed. “Yes, them obviously.” Hearing her, he shrugged. He was about to argue when he saw her cross her arms. Rolling his eyes, he held his arms up in surrender. “Okay, okay. I give up. I didn’t say it exactly, okay?”
He rolled his eyes. “I’m sorry, not even you could get me in a skirt. I wouldn’t look good in plaid.” He grinned. Hearing her, he smiled. “You know, you can be a pretty weird person at times, you know.” But he grinned at her; that was a reason he admired her.
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Post by Hayley Steele on Apr 22, 2008 22:39:22 GMT -5
"They don't like anything though, so I don't think it counts." She smiled when he gave up. She turned towards him, smiling. She wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him lightly. "Sooo.. I won?" She smiled at him again, pretty much freaking put cause he finally gave up.
"I'm going to get you in a skirt now. No one will know though. I won't take pictures or anything." When he said she was weird at times, she nodded. "I know. But what kind of fun would I be if I was normal, eh?"
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Post by Will Maddox on Apr 22, 2008 22:44:32 GMT -5
He nodded. “That’s true…very true.” He watched her turn around before he felt her arms around his neck. Smiling, he kissed her back softly. Hearing her, he laughed. “I guess once, and once only, you won.” He wasn’t upset to admit it though.
He rolled his eyes at her. “I wish you good luck with that.” He wouldn’t wear one even if he got a million dollars and all the coffee in the world. Hearing her, he nodded. “That’s true. You wouldn’t be much fun at all…” |
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Post by Hayley Steele on Apr 23, 2008 15:38:30 GMT -5
She shook her head smiling at him. She unwrapped her arms from around his neck, and picked up his hand. She intertwined their fingers before saying. "I think not. I'm going to win almost every time. I'm amazing." She smiled at him cheekily.
"I will. I could make you do anything I wanted you to do." She smiled at him. She was really determined to get him in a skirt now. And one day, she would succeed. She nodded. "Normal people are never any fun. Cause they're just like anyone else. Duh." She smiled up at him again, getting that feeling that she couldn't stop smiling.
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Post by Will Maddox on Apr 23, 2008 20:26:42 GMT -5
Feeling her unwrap her arms from around his neck, he felt a bit upset. But feeling her pick up his hand and intertwine their fingers, he smiled down at her. “You might be amazing, but I think I got you beat by just a tiny bit.” But he leaned down, kissing her cheek gently.
He rolled his eyes at her. “You might be able to, but the skirt is out of the question.” But he smiled at her; it was interesting ‘battling’ with her. Hearing her, he laughed. “That is true…very true.” Turning to look at her, he caught that smile on her face, and it was interesting how much she was smiling at him. But he wasn’t complaining in the least.
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Post by Hayley Steele on Apr 23, 2008 20:39:21 GMT -5
She raised an eyebrow at him, and pulled her hand away from him. "Well, I guess I'm not amazing enough for you." She smiled to herself slightly. She really didn't think she was too amazing for him; she actually thought he was way too good for her, but she would never admit that. (:
She shook her head. "One day I will get you in a skirt." She smiled at him, blushing slightly. She wasn't even sure why. She just.. was. She tilted her head slightly. "Do you sing?" She had just been thinking about that, and how she didn't know if he sang. XD
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Post by Will Maddox on Apr 23, 2008 20:47:33 GMT -5
Feeling his hand fall, he frowned at her. Hearing her, he decided to test something. He tried his hand at a little kid face, looking at her. “Would you really think you are more amazing than moi?” He sounded, and probably looked, retarded, but it was worth it.
He rolled his eyes, waving an airy hand. “Yeah yeah, and I will become the President of Ecuador.” But he grinned at her, seeing a small blush on her face. He couldn’t help but think it was cute. Hearing her ask if he sang, he raised an eyebrow at her. “Is today Official Interrogation Day?” But he grinned. “A bit, I guess. Haven’t really done it lately, but….”
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