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Post by moonlight on Jul 19, 2008 10:11:16 GMT -5
Pockets watched him as he smirked and took of his hat. Hopefully he does something, she thought.
"Umm.."
She frowned. She watched Snitch's eyes widen, and didn't know what he was thinking.
"Snitch? What's wrong?" Pockets asked quietly. He probably doesn't like me, I don't know why I kissed him. She thought.
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Post by snitch on Jul 19, 2008 10:52:47 GMT -5
"Snitch? What's wrong?"
"Nothing i'm fine" said Snitch quietly.
"Would you L-l-like t-t-to....", said Snitch studdering and blinking.
Wow i really like this girl...Thought Snitch
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Post by moonlight on Jul 19, 2008 10:55:17 GMT -5
"Nothing i'm fine" She smiled slightly.
"Oh, ok." She really wanted him to ask, but she didn't know if he felt the same way, or if he was just nervous.
"Would you L-l-like t-t-to....",
Pockets smirked. "Would I like to what?" I think he's asking me out! She thought happily.
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Post by snitch on Jul 19, 2008 11:08:12 GMT -5
"Would I like to what?"
"Ummmm g-go o-out w-with me?" said Snitch shyly and blushing.
Man i feel so stupid right now!...thought Snitch.
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Post by moonlight on Jul 19, 2008 11:09:29 GMT -5
"Ummmm g-go o-out w-with me?"
She giggled and hugged him very tightly and then kissed him. "I would love to, Snitch." She kissed him again.
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Post by snitch on Jul 19, 2008 11:15:25 GMT -5
"I would love to, Snitch."
Snitch smiled at her when she said yes,now Snitch can finally stop hiding her feeling from her.
After Pockets hugged him and kissed him two times, he Kissed her and Hugged her back.
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Post by moonlight on Jul 19, 2008 11:18:43 GMT -5
((Do you want to continue this at Central Park?))
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Post by snitch on Jul 19, 2008 11:19:23 GMT -5
((shure))
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Post by Milo on Aug 2, 2008 15:43:17 GMT -5
(New Day)
As they made their way to the washroom Milo strained his mind trying to remember exactly what he had done the night before after he had gotten back to the lodging house. He vaguely remembered going to the washroom sinks but he wasn't sure what he had done there. He had been half asleep by the time he got there and his memories of it were very fuzzy. "I know I went to the sinks" he told Mabel assuredly as they entered the room, "an' I t'ink I turned on da watah but I don' remembah what i did aftah dat. Da next t'ing I remembah I was in bed." he continued, completely confounded and somewhat disturbed by the fact that he had no memories of what he had done during that time. He didn't even know how long of a time it was that he couldn't remember since he didn't have a watch and hadn't, to his knowledge, looked at the clock all night.
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Post by mabel on Aug 2, 2008 16:19:59 GMT -5
Mabel frowned, walking up to Milo and placing her hands on either side of his face. "Did you hit your head?" She asked, tilting his head from one side to the other, looking for any kind of contusion. It was a silly thought, but the boy genuinely seemed unaware of what he had done the other day.
Glancing around the (somewhat filthy) washroom, Mabel saw something that caught her eye. Swiftly moving to the opposite side of the room, she grabbed... a rag... which was not a hat and therefore a great dissapointment. Tossing it in the nearest sink, she sighed.
She didn't want to give up, but she was beginning to doubt that the hat would show up.
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Post by Milo on Aug 2, 2008 16:57:33 GMT -5
"I didn't hit my head" insisted Milo firmly "it doesn't hurt an' if i'd hit it it woulda hurt. I was jus' really tiahd" Walking over to the end of the row of sinks he squatted down and looked under all of them. Unable to find the hat he stood up and walked back over to where Mabel was standing. "Maybe someone found it heah when dey was gettin' ready dis mornin' an' put it somewheah dat dey thought was obvious" he suggested hopefully "wheah would an obvious place for a hat be?"
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Post by mabel on Aug 2, 2008 17:02:23 GMT -5
"it doesn't hurt an' if i'd hit it it woulda hurt. I was jus' really tiahd"
Mabel smiled, ruffling the boys hair, "A fair point."
"wheah would an obvious place for a hat be?"
"Well," Mabel began, shrugging her shoulders. "A hat stand, of course, a coat rack, your bunk..." she trailed off, "Another boy's head? Who knows- he might've picked up and put it on by mistake!" But, were this the case, it would mean staring at the heads of every newsboy in the lodging house, which might take a fair bit of time.
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Post by Milo on Aug 2, 2008 17:14:39 GMT -5
"Well I know it's not on my bunk 'cause I already looked dere an' i don' t'ink somebody thought it was dere's 'cause my mama stitched my name inside a' it when I first got it." he paused for a moment trying to remember if there were any coat racks in the lodging house. unable to think of any, he gave in and asked Mabel "Do we even have any coat racks or hat stands heah?"
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Post by mabel on Aug 2, 2008 17:25:15 GMT -5
Smacking a palm against her forehead, Mabel took one last glance at Milo before rushing down the staircase, missing the last step and stumbling halfway across the room oh so gracefully. Moving to the rickety coat rack, Mabel grabbed the lone hat that was perched their. How she'd missed it the first time was a mystery.
Clattering her way back up the steps, she re-entered the washroom with a satisfied sigh. Peering inside the hat, she grinned, "Well, Milo, unless there's someone else named Milo here--" Mabel hoped to god there was not, "--I do believe this is your cap."
Pulling it snuggly over his head, she nodded in mock-seriousness, "Yes, sir. I couldn't imagine this hat on anyone else. Must be yours."
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Post by Milo on Aug 2, 2008 17:51:52 GMT -5
"Yay! you found it!" cried Milo exultantly, hugging her around the waist "thank you!" he let go of her waist, still beaming "I couldn't a' sold without it" he said, relief filling his words.
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Thanks Jim!