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Post by Will Maddox on Apr 27, 2008 19:42:38 GMT -5
He rolled his eyes. “Well, it’s good to know the end of the earth would be on my shoulders, now wouldn’t it?” He grinned at her though.
He listened to her before laughing. “In case you haven’t noticed by now, I can be a pretty stubborn guy, don’t you know?” He gave her a smirk right back before feeling her punch his shoulder. He rubbed his arm before saying, “All I was saying was there might be better looking…..people than colors in the world you know.” He shrugged nonchalantly, though he was watching her out of the corner of his eyes.
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Post by Hayley Steele on Apr 27, 2008 19:46:12 GMT -5
She nodded at him. "You should feel special. Not many people can say they have the weight of the world resting on their shoulders." She smiled at him again.
She shrugged at him. "But I can be very persuasive. I'm good at getting people in skirts." She raised one eyebrow at him, realizing what he was talking about finally. "Mee?" She smiled at him, blushing slightly. She looked down at the ground, still smiling.
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Post by Will Maddox on Apr 27, 2008 19:51:24 GMT -5
He thought about it. “This is true. I would feel very special about that.” But he ended up laughing as he said it. It was one of the weirdest conversations he’d ever had.
He rolled his eyes. “It seems I’ve met my match in stubbornness, then.” He raised an eyebrow at her as she finally realized who he was talking about. He grinned at her before shrugging. “It couuuuld be.” He extended the word just to tease her a bit. It was just too hard to resist.
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Post by Hayley Steele on Apr 27, 2008 20:00:08 GMT -5
She ended up laughing when he did. She couldn't even get out the words that she wanted to say. It seemed like that a lot of the time with him; if she wasn't laughing too hard, it'd be that she was too nervous.
"I think you have cause I'm not giving up until you put on a skirt for at least a minute." She frowned at him when he stretched out the word. She took her hand from his, crossing her arms over her chest. "Fine. I'm not talking to you until you admit it was me."
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Post by Will Maddox on Apr 27, 2008 20:03:14 GMT -5
he heard her laughing, and all that did was make him laugh harder. Leaning back against the bench, his arms rested on the back of the bench, he laughed hard. It was just hard not to laugh; he’d just met her, and they had one of the weirdest conversations in his life. How was he supposed not to laugh?
He listened to her, laughing slightly. “You won’t even get me holding up a skirt for a minute.” he watched her as she took her hand back, crossing her arms. Hearing her, he smirked at her. “You know I can’t cave that easily.” He just shrugged, stretching as he sat there.
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Post by Hayley Steele on Apr 27, 2008 20:11:47 GMT -5
She tried to stop her laughing, or at least calm it down a bit, but it didn't work. It only made her laugh harder. She doubled over, her face resting in her hands, tying to stop laughing.
She rolled her eyes at him. "That's going to change once I'm done with you." She looked away from him, about to start laughing if she would have kept looking at him. She turned her entire body away from him, crossing her legs under her.
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Post by Will Maddox on Apr 27, 2008 20:21:45 GMT -5
He could hear her laughing, maybe even harder than she was, and it was killing him. He wanted to stop, but his mind just made him laugh. He reached over, patting her back, saying in between chuckles. “O-okay…we…we are off-ficially..” But what they officially were he didn’t know; he kept laughing.
He rolled his eyes right back at her. “You wish.” He watched her as she turned away from him, and he raised an eyebrow, smirking. He reached over slowly, aiming to tickle her. He tickled her sides gently, hoping she was ticklish; if not, he looked like a downright idiot.
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Post by Hayley Steele on Apr 27, 2008 20:30:16 GMT -5
She sat up, the laughing had stopped.. kinda. "We're officially idiots?" It was kinda hard for her to get the words out since she was still laughing and she was completely out of breath.
She shook her head. "I don't wish. I know. I'm going to get you in a skirt. I don't know why your trying to keep fate from having it's way." She felt his hands on her waist, tickling her, and she started to laugh and squirm. She turned around, trying to stop his arms, but it didn't really help. He was loads stronger than her.
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Post by Will Maddox on Apr 27, 2008 20:33:28 GMT -5
he heard her, or at least, he thought he did. He just nodded, saying, “If you want to call us idiots, then go ahead.” He scratched the back of his neck, trying to keep himself from laughing. It was starting to work a bit.
He rolled his eyes at her. “Because fate knows that I am not meant to be in a skirt, that’s why.”: He raised an eyebrow at her. He could feel her squirming beneath his touch, and he knew she was ticklish. He tickled her gently, not wanting her to fall off and hit her head or something. He could tell she was trying to stop his arms, but he wasn’t going to let her. He doubted she’d be able to, anyways.
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Post by Hayley Steele on Apr 27, 2008 20:41:27 GMT -5
She nodded. "That's what we are. A couple of idiots." She sighed, trying to keep herself from laughing. It was working-for now. She knew later today she'd probably just rendomly start laughing out of nowhere.
"Nope. Fate is telling me I'm going to get you in a skirt one day." She grabbed onto his shirt, trying to keep her balance. She squirmed more, starting to get out of breath. But she still wasn't going to talk to him; not until he admitted that it was her.
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Post by Will Maddox on Apr 27, 2008 20:44:36 GMT -5
He laughed. “That’s the perfect word for us right now.” He took a few deep breaths, and pretty soon he wasn’t laughing anymore, but his breathing was slightly irregular until he caught his breath. He looked at her before saying, “Well, that was a good way to get all that out of our system, wasn’t it?”
He rolled his eyes. “I am not meant for a skirt for many reasons. One, I am not a girl. Two, I don’t have the figure to pull off even a long skirt. Three…I won’t do it!” He gave her a look. Feeling her hands on his shirt, he laughed. He wasn’t going to give up until she talked. She’d have to if she wanted him to stop. “You’re going to have to talk sometimes, you know! If you want me to stop.” He just kept at it, ticking her waist the best he could, all the while laughing.
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Post by Hayley Steele on Apr 27, 2008 20:57:57 GMT -5
She giggled slightly. She still hadn't gotten all the laughing out of her. She nodded at him. "Yep. That was loads of fun." She paused, studying his face. She chewed on the inside of her lip, smiling slightly.
"How do I know your not a girl? And I think you have a very nice figure. And you will do it." She smiled at him. She was going to get in a skirt, even if it killed her. She shook her head. She wasn't going to talk until he admitted it was her. She moved one of her hands from his shirt, and to his arms, trying to get his arms away from her.
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Post by Will Maddox on Apr 27, 2008 21:09:09 GMT -5
Hearing her giggle, he smiled before she talked. “Yes, because laughing is the best thing in the world to do for boredom.” He rolled his eyes, but it was partly true. It killed awkward moments, that was for sure.
He rolled his eyes at her. “Do you want me to prove it to you?” he gave her a smirk; he could be a bit of a flirt if he wanted to be. Hearing her, he rolled his eyes. He knew she wouldn’t give up that easily on this whole skirt things. Feeling her hands on his arm, he kept at it; no way was he giving up until she talked t him.
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Post by Hayley Steele on Apr 27, 2008 21:14:22 GMT -5
"Laughing is loads of fun. It makes everything funner." She smiled at him. When you thought about it, laughing really did make everything funner.
She rolled her eyes at him. "I don't want you to embarrass yourself." She started to laugh harder. She bit her lip, trying to stop laughing, and thinking of a way to get him to stop without talking. There wasn't much else she could do besides talk, and she wasn't talking.
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Post by Will Maddox on Apr 27, 2008 21:20:40 GMT -5
He nodded. “That is true…” He shrugged, pretending to think about it. “Course, there are other things that can be funner.”
Hearing her, he shrugged. “I will prove it to you one day. Just wait.” But he laughed, to let her know he was joking. Hearing her laugh harder, he chuckled as he kept up. He wasn’t going to stop until either she talked or he tired out. Which was happening now. Slowing down until he stopped, he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close. “Now, either you talk or I’ll just start tickling again.”
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