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Post by dewey on Jul 28, 2008 23:27:27 GMT -5
"Really" said Dewey, not quite sure what to say next but intent on continuing the conversation. "So... where ya from?" he asked tenetively "I mean originally, I already know ya from da Bronx now but i don' know where you was born or nothin' so dat's what I'm askin' " he finished awkwardly, still slightly out of his element.
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Post by dots on Jul 28, 2008 23:32:56 GMT -5
"So... where ya from? I mean originally, I already know ya from da Bronx now but i don' know where you was born or nothin' so dat's what I'm askin' "
Giggling at how he was stumbling over his words, Dots calmed down. "I am from Ireland. I never knew my mother, she died when I was born. So I moved here with my dad, and he beat me sayin' that I killed my mother. When I got to Bronx, I got seperated from me dad, and I found out he died."
She looked up into Dewey's face. "And I've been a newsie ever since. How about you? Where are you from?"
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Post by dewey on Jul 28, 2008 23:54:00 GMT -5
"Wow" said Dewey, shocked at how dramatic her past had been "Well, I'm afraid my story ain't neahly as interestin' as yoahs but heah goes. I was born on da family farm in Tennessee, My Muddah an' Faddah are pretty nice, hardworkin' people, da wors' dey evah really done ta me is dat dey tanned my hide if I was too lippy, but dat ain't so bad. Anyway, I got four youngah brothahs an' by da time I was ten, my parents couldn't afford ta feed all a' us so dey sent me ta live wit my cousin Malachai in New York so I could woik an' send money home. Da' problem was dat when I got heah I got a lettah from him sayin dat he lied about bein' heah an' he really eloped ta a different part a' Tennessee wit' 'is girlfriend. But I liked it heah so I stayed anyhow." He finished with a sigh "Like I said, It ain't very dramatic, but it's kinda funny in a cosmic joke kinda way"
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Post by dots on Jul 29, 2008 0:00:58 GMT -5
"Oh, yeah, mine is kind of drastic. But I'm over it. I miss my mom a lot, but I've delt with it." Dots suddenly looked up into his face and was terribly distracted by his eyes.
She shook her head and looked straight ahead. "So, how was...uhm...sellin' yoah papes?" She stumbled.
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Post by dewey on Jul 29, 2008 0:08:58 GMT -5
"Pretty good, not great though, I'll prolly still hafta sell da evenin' addition" he answered nervously, not quite sure why Dot suddenly seemed so uncomfortable 'I hope I didn't say somethin wrong' he thought, feeling somewhat anxious "How was yoahs?" he asked, in an attempt at restoring normalcy.
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Post by dots on Jul 29, 2008 0:11:59 GMT -5
"How was yoahs?"
"It was good. I'll hafta sell da afternoon addition as well." She smiled at him, and moved her hand to the ground. She hadn't noticed that it was so close to Dewey's hand.
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Post by dewey on Jul 29, 2008 0:19:12 GMT -5
"Yeah?" said Dewey in a nervous voice "Y'know, If ya want I could sell da aftahnoon edition too an we could sell togethah" he continued, stumbling over his words "If ya want me to dat is" he finished, staring at the ground.
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Post by dots on Jul 29, 2008 0:23:56 GMT -5
"Y'know, If ya want I could sell da aftahnoon edition too an we could sell togethah. If ya want me to dat is"
She smiled. "Yeah. I would love to sell wit' you." Dots moved her hand and she then noticed when she moved it that she touched his hand.
Dots pulled back abruptly and blushed while looking at the ground.
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Post by dewey on Jul 29, 2008 0:30:32 GMT -5
"Yeah, so it's a plan den" He said glancing up at her and laughing nervously.
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Post by dots on Jul 29, 2008 0:32:23 GMT -5
"Yeah, so it's a plan den"
"Yup" She mumbled. Dots turned her head after he laughed nervously, and stared at him. Not conscious to what she was doing.
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Post by dewey on Jul 29, 2008 0:46:28 GMT -5
Dewey stared back at Dot, unable to tear his eyes away from her for severeal minutes. Then, suddenly his mind snapped back and it was screaming at him to say something 'Come on, say something, say anything!' he urged himself, mentally "So, have ya' evah milked a cow?" he blurted out, Immediately hating himself for it 'when I said say anything I didn't mean that you idiot' he berated himself mentally, fighting the urge to slam his head against the wall and fall into sweet unconciousness rather than face the concequences of his own utter stupidity.
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Post by dots on Jul 29, 2008 0:49:56 GMT -5
"So, have ya' evah milked a cow?"
Dot bit her bottom lip from trying to laugh, but didn't succeed. "Uhm...no I haven't. But I'm shoah it would be a good experience."
Dot had wanted to ask this question for a while now, so she did. "So, do you have a goil?" She didn't know why she blushed as she asked this, but she did.
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Post by dewey on Jul 29, 2008 1:01:08 GMT -5
"No" said Dewey, quickly "Mos' girls don' really... like me... per se" he explained, hesitantly, not wanting to explain his dilema to it's full extent.
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Post by dots on Jul 29, 2008 1:02:53 GMT -5
"No. Mos' girls don' really... like me... per se"
"Oh, Why? You seem like a good person." She said getting flushed.
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Post by dewey on Jul 29, 2008 1:16:04 GMT -5
" Well... It's kinda a long story, I got some...bad advice as to how to act around girls an', lets jus' say it didn't go ovah well...evah" Dewey explained awkwardly, worried that he'd scare Dots off if he went into any more detail.
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