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Post by fancy on May 12, 2006 18:06:56 GMT -5
Fancy gazed up at him, a smile spread across her pretty face "Kiss me first... then i'll tell you..." she gave him her 'kiss me im fancy' look.....
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 12, 2006 18:09:11 GMT -5
He snickered, "You're lucky i love you as much as i do." He murmurred as he did as he was told- very well in fact.
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Post by fancy on May 12, 2006 18:11:18 GMT -5
She smiled at him. "That was a very intense kiss Reddy..." she teased, pushing a peice of hair out of his face. "You can thank me by...." she paused being as dramatic as possible "Never ever ever ever ever ever ever leaving me!" she kissed him again.....
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 12, 2006 18:14:02 GMT -5
He laughed and tickled her. "All right- if you promise ME something!"
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Post by fancy on May 12, 2006 18:15:45 GMT -5
She gave him a disgruntled, yet playful look as he tickled her. "And what would that be?" she asked, smiling at him sweetly "Whatever you wish... I shall do!"
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 12, 2006 18:18:29 GMT -5
He paused, and there was a look in his eyes that said she wasn't going to like what he was about to say. "Even dropping this feud with Spot?" He asked softly, "For my sake?"
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Post by fancy on May 12, 2006 18:20:34 GMT -5
The smile dropped from her face. She sighed and looked at the ceiling "I wish i could... i want to... but its..." she waved her hand in the air "Complicated... I'm waiting for something and i'm not sure what...." she gazed up at him "You know? Haven't you ever had another girl friend?" she didn't really want to know but she asked anyway, trying to make him understand.....
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 12, 2006 18:22:19 GMT -5
He bit his lip, chewing at it thoughtfully. "Soah, i know what you're talking bout, but..." He shrugged, "I...Id just feel a lot bettah knowing you two wouldn't be at each other's throats...in da future."
That wasn't what he was going to say, but he thought perhaps, in this situation, it was better to keep away from that certain subject.
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Post by fancy on May 12, 2006 18:24:43 GMT -5
Fancy raised an eyebrow "He calls me a bitch everytime i see him...." she rolled her eyes "Come on Artful dodger... tell me about ex-girlfriends.... " she raised her eyebrows "Whats past is past.... Member, Me and Spot...."
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 12, 2006 18:26:21 GMT -5
Red raised his eyebrow, "Why? if its da past then why does it mattah? For your information, i never dated any of the goil newsies."
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Post by fancy on May 12, 2006 18:29:07 GMT -5
Fancy pouted at him "It doesn't matter if they were newsies or not..." she smiled at him shyly. "Please tell me! I won't be mad! i just wanna knooooooow..." she whinned at him, this was really interesting to her for some reason. "I wanna know everything about you so i think i should know this..."
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 12, 2006 18:45:16 GMT -5
"Hmmm." He gave her a small glare, knowing she had done this on purpose, with the face, and the eyes....and that voice.
He was, needless to say, backed into a corner. "Fine, fine! Gah... All right, i had a few goils in my lifetime, i didnt really want to go out wit any newsies, cause dey only saw me as da leadah, and i couldn't stand dat. So...a goil from a stage upstate...and one..." He shook his head, "I dont want ta tawk bout her."
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Post by fancy on May 12, 2006 18:50:18 GMT -5
Fancy eyed him cautiously "Please?" she gave him a sad look. "My Spot story is pretty bad..." she looked at him lovingly "And it doesn't matter anymore, I just wanted to know..." she shrugged, looking dejected, she lay her head on his chest listening to his heart beat again.....
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 12, 2006 19:05:32 GMT -5
Red stared off at the room as he began to speak. At first his voice was strong, but then it began to weaken, down to a soft tremor that was just a little louder than a whisper.
"Her name was Hannah. Little thing with bleached blonde hair and grey eyes, always bouncing around singing...Had a voice like an angel dat one did. We met one day down at the beach and foah a while i thought she was the one i was going to spend my life with...and then..."
"Hey, Reddy! Lookit what i got. Its da good stuff- pure, aint dat rare? Wont you have some wit me? Its our anniversary aftah all. Pwease...?"
"She was good at breaking down my barriers, getting me to do things- just like you. And just like you- i couldn't say no to her." He bowed his head, "Befoah i even knew what was going on, i had been back to her dealer at least five times a week. I was blowing my money, her money, all for a little bag of powdered opium that lasted an hour at the most."
He paused to clear his throat and then continued, trying to sound stronger then he felt. "I hated myself, hated being so weak, hated dat i had let someone else ruin my life. It...it took a while, a long while, to get over it. And when i had- i dumped her, left her somewhere upstate. Haven't seen her since, and dont want to. Foah all i know she's dead."
He closed his eyes, "Come to find out latah, the reason why i was so quick to catch da pneumonia dat i have....is cause my lungs were so weak- because of da opium. Dat's my deep dark secret- farther than even Spot wants to admit to remembering, and im sorry you had to know."
((woah. i mean...just, woah. did i write that?!))
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Post by fancy on May 12, 2006 19:11:11 GMT -5
Fancy stared at him, her mouth open only slightly. "Red... I-"Fancy had tears in her eyes. She pulled away from him and stood up. She walked over to the window, as if the price was right, it was raining hard outside. She leaned her head against the glass and closed her eyes, listening to the rain pound outside. She began to sob....
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