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Post by mush on Jul 31, 2008 15:06:09 GMT -5
Mush was in central Park at that moment. He was trying to plan what he was going to do with his old 'friends' back in town. He had no plan.
As he was walking along he heard someone say something. He turned incase they were talking to him, and he needed to decide whether to walk faster or not. When he saw it was a girl he looked... rather confused. She was standing in an odd pose, and Mush was curious, so he snuck closer so he could hear better. From a few feet away he heard her say, "I will be a somebody, just like Daddy" He wondered who her father was.
"I hope I'm not interrupting," he said, "you seemed pretty engrossed in your own conversation with... you," he said with a slight chuckle. He intended to let her know that... well she wasn't alone, and didn't want her to think she was making a fool of herself. Mush didn't care, other people might.
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Post by Tate Potter on Jul 31, 2008 15:11:12 GMT -5
She laughed and nodded a little, putting her hands on her hips and giving him a bright sunny grin that could just melt someone at a hundred paces. "I have conversations with myself all the time, sometimes the only person to talk to is the one that knows how you're going to respond..."
She giggled, a little. "Sorry-- I'm just thinking out loud. I wasn't bothering you was I?"
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Post by mush on Jul 31, 2008 15:40:49 GMT -5
"No, just wanted ta make sure that you knew you weren't alone out here," he said with a bright smile. she seemed like a nice girl.
"So, who's your dad, and... you're gonna open a sweet shop?" he asked with a bright smile. "Sounds good," but Mush was hungry, so... everything sounded good at that moment.
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Post by Tate Potter on Jul 31, 2008 15:49:37 GMT -5
She smiled at him, it was easy to talk to him she chuckled. "Thanks, I actually did think I was alone-- you want a sweet bun." She bent over and lifted the box, opening it. "I bought a few--"
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Post by mush on Jul 31, 2008 15:51:09 GMT -5
Mush smiled at her and shook his head. "Naw, I dun wanna take your food away," he said with a small smile to her. "but thank you." Mush was being a little more aloof. usually he was more flirtatious, but with Alanna and all... he didn't want to upset her, and if something should happen, he just didn't want things going around. "Thanks a lot," he said again for her generous and sweet offer.
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Post by Tate Potter on Jul 31, 2008 15:53:09 GMT -5
She nodded and sat back down, "And yeah, I want to open a sweets shop right here in Manhattan-- it would be fun don't you think? Making things and selling them--" Or just giving them away Tate was terrible about generosity. She didn't really get that people took advantage of good nature, well she understood it but really didn't bother with trying to pretend. She wanted to believe that everyone was a good person.
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Post by mush on Jul 31, 2008 15:59:51 GMT -5
Mush nodded. "Yeah, that'd be fun," he said nodding. "I'm not a real cook or baker or nothin' like that though. I guess you are huh?" Now he kinda wished he could have one of those buns. He wanted to test out her cooking... especially if she was good. "You like cooking and stuff?" he asked. He couldn't imagine doing that sort of thing for fun.
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Post by Tate Potter on Jul 31, 2008 16:02:42 GMT -5
She nodded and laughed, "All the time. I work at Stan's Bakery-- I make sweet buns and bread, all kinds of things and brownies too-- oh brownies.." she licked her lips and had such a far away look she opened the box and took a sweet bun, handing him another. "Come on, I'll feel bad eating in front of you. It's not very nice.." And she wasn't a newsie so she wasn't starving.
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Post by mush on Jul 31, 2008 16:08:55 GMT -5
"Sounds like your favorite things to make are... sweets," he wondered if she knew... Sweets, and that kinda made him laugh. He chuckled a little and accepted the bun. "Alright, ya talked me into it, thanks," he said accepting the gift.
He took a bite of it and smiled. "Well, I'd come to your shop, this is great, girly," he said nodding. "Thank you," and he took another bite. Yeah, he was hungry.
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Post by Tate Potter on Jul 31, 2008 16:12:00 GMT -5
She laughed, "Yeah Sweets says that too-- she loves my goodies and because I give her all kinds of sweet things because well--" she giggled and draped her arms on her knees. "I can't help sharing it makes Stan so upset but he can't seem to find his way to getting rid of me.."
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Post by mush on Jul 31, 2008 16:14:41 GMT -5
Mush laughed. "So you work over at Stan's huh?" and she did know Sweets. Coincidence. "You must like it if you like making things like this," he said as he took another bite. "This is really good," he said with his mouth full. He covered his mouth with a laugh. "Sorry about that," he swollowed. "It's good."
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Post by Tate Potter on Jul 31, 2008 16:22:48 GMT -5
She laughed again and handed him another, "I'm glad you like them, it's nice to share them with other people I always make to much.." And she loved to cook and feed people, had to feed people. It was in her nature to take care of others really. "Stan is kind of nice he can be surely but once you get past it he's just a nice old man.."
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Post by mush on Jul 31, 2008 16:25:55 GMT -5
Mush smiled. "How have I never met you?" he asked. "What's your name?" if she worked at Stan's then how had he missed this memo? Well, he didn't go to the Bronx that often, but you'd think Sweet's would have said something. "My name is Mush, I'm a friend of Sweets, we're newsies together," he explained
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Post by Tate Potter on Jul 31, 2008 16:41:44 GMT -5
She laughed and tilted her head up to him, he was handsome. Didn't Sweets say the boys in the Manhattan lodging house were handsome? "My name is Tate-- I actually don't live to far from the lodging house-" Her smile was even quicker when he mentioned Sweets. "Really? You're friends? She said she would introduce me to some more people but I haven't been able to go see her-- it's great to meet you Mush."
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Post by mush on Aug 1, 2008 13:26:58 GMT -5
Mush smiled. He liked this girl. He coudln't help but feel a slight tinge talking to her. He was so... flirtatious when it came to girls usually, he felt he wasn't doing himself justice, since he was devoted to Alanna. He took a deep breath and smiled at her. "Nice meetin' you too," he said as he looked at her eyes. "I think you're eyes are brown," he said trying to examine them closely. "Am I right?" he asked.
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