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Post by Hannah Bennet on Jan 17, 2008 19:03:16 GMT -5
"Aww, I'm sorry. You're not gay-gay, just..happy." Hannah said, bursting out laughing. She cut out the laughing and started to cut up to crepes into small cube pieces. She looked up at him as well.
"I'm not really sure, they could come home at anytime. They went to an art show, nobody knows how long they will take." She said with a simple shrug stabbing one of the cubes with her fork and stuffed it into her mouth with a grin.
"You afraid my parents are gonna come home and eat you?" She asked with an eyebrow risen. She couldn't blame him, her parents did ditch her on her birthday.
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Post by Ryan Parker. on Jan 17, 2008 19:15:16 GMT -5
i'M A SCAR
AWAY;; Ryan crossed his arms again, basically reverting back to elementary days. "Do I look happy to you?" He raised an eyebrow, his face straight, not even hinting he wanted to smile, which he did, he was a pretty damn good actor.
"You're a boatload of information," Ryan replied in a low voice, though she could hear him without having to strain to do so.
"Should I be worried?" Ryan asked a little slower then he usually spoke. "They're not, like, scary mafia parents are they?" FROM FALLiNG
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Post by Hannah Bennet on Jan 17, 2008 19:31:00 GMT -5
"You should be happy. You're eating crepes with me! What could make you happier!?" Hannah said sarcastically, stabbing another piece of crepe with her fork, shoveling it in her mouth.
"My parents are artists, not killers. They may be odd, but they are harmless." She said with a smile. Her parents were really odd, they dressed odd, sounded odd, and ate oddly. She wasn't about to tell him that though.
"But, they are into that 007 shit, so you never know." Hannah said with a giggle. She always had to watch those movies with her parents, they were awfully hilarious, since she didn't really take them seriously.
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Post by Ryan Parker. on Jan 17, 2008 20:30:06 GMT -5
SO, WEAR
ME LiKE A
LOCKET AROUND
YOUR THROAT;; [/COLOR][/right] "I'd be happier if I didn't have the gay retarded one," Ryan answered, looking down at it, tilting his head as if a new angle would make it look less gay...it didn't work out so well. it still looked, well, retarded and gay.
"You really know how to make a person feel alot better," Ryan said, equally sarcastically. But, who knew her parents better than Hannah? Ryan wasn't so sure about them though, they had left her on her birthday...who does that?
"What your saying is: When I hear them pull into the driveway, I had better run home and hide behing my dad. And if I don't, they'll stuff me in the trunk of their black car?" He asked, a confused look on his face. i'LL WEiGH
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Post by Hannah Bennet on Jan 17, 2008 20:49:07 GMT -5
"Stop whining. I put hard work, time, and love in that crepe. You are very damn well going to eat it, even if I have to shove it down your throat myself." Hannah said with a roll of her eyes, it was taking alot out of her to not laugh. "And y'know, I just so happen to love gay retarded stuff, so suck it up and eat." She added, just to make it seem more convincing.
"Okay, my parents aren't that weird. They are over protective, strict, though really my inspiration to art, they some times have a cold heart, but they are not mean. They also think I have really no friends whatsoever, which they are pretty much right with that one." She said glaring at Ryan and finished off the remaining cubes of the crepe.
"You look rather cute when you're confused." Hannah observed, while she took her plate from the table and brought it over to the kitchen sink. She set in in the sink, leaving it for her parents to deal with.
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Post by Ryan Parker. on Jan 17, 2008 21:03:06 GMT -5
i'M A
SALESMAN;; This girl. She was so unexpected, but man did she make Ryan happy, she also made him smile, laugh and she gave him feelings he hardly ever had before. He stared at her when she said she would shove them down his throat if he didn't eat, he raised an eyebrow as he dared to ask, "Is that a promise?"
He nodded slowly as she described her parents, they sounded...different. Yeah, different was the word. He noticed her glare and crossed his arms, "What the hell was that look for?" He asked her.
"Well I'm confused alot," Ryan finally said, a few seconds after she said he was cute confused. "So Miss Hannah, you are in luck," He pushed his hair from his eyes as they moved up to the clock on the wall, "I should be getting home though," SELLiNG YOU
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Post by Hannah Bennet on Jan 17, 2008 22:13:15 GMT -5
"Don't go!" Hannah found herself saying, quickly covering her mouth, finding she was too late. A deep red blush crept onto her face, as she turned away, trying to hide it. "I mean, uh..yeah.." She blurted out timidly, turning back to him. Her face was a bright shade of red, though she was trying her best to hide it.
Curious, Hannah looked up at the wall clock. It was nearly mid night. "It isn't all that late, but I'm kinda tired." She mumbled, still audible to Ryan. After that she quickly noticed how tired she was, a small yawn escape her lips.
She scratched her head awkwardly, looking around waiting for him to say something, her face was still sporting a giant blush, but it was slowly fading.
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Post by Ryan Parker. on Jan 18, 2008 13:01:55 GMT -5
PRAYiNG
FOR LOVE
iN A
LAPDANCE;; "I seriously think I have to," Ryan said after a few moments of just staring in space-he did that way too much. "My mommy gets worried when I'm out for too long," He nodded, his mom really did start to freak when Ryan was out for too long without calling her, it was really sad.
"But I guess I could stay if you want," Ryan said with a shrug, his hands in his jeans pocket, looking down at the floor. He really did want to stay here with her, but her parents were due home any minute and all that stuff with his lovely mother...he just didn't want to deal with that.
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