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Post by frost on Nov 1, 2007 21:34:44 GMT -5
HE nodded. 'same here.."he saaid, 'Guess we both been really busy"he ran his hand over her cheek and tilted her head up a bit and smirked down at her, his blue eyes meeting her green eyes as lowerd his lips to hers.
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Post by flanna on Nov 1, 2007 21:39:06 GMT -5
Flanna smiled and kissed him back discreatly, very aware that they were in public. She was still modest with things, and was still determined to be good until marriage.
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Post by frost on Nov 1, 2007 21:53:26 GMT -5
He wasnt the most PDA person himself, but sometimes he couldnt resist feeling her lips on his. They were soft and warm. He lifted his head from heers ending the kiss. "Come on... lets go for awalk"He suggested.
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Post by flanna on Nov 1, 2007 21:54:48 GMT -5
Flanna nodded, smiling softly. "Sound's good." She stood up, brushing off her dark blue skirts, brushing her fingers through her dark hair. "I need to stretch my legs, anyways."
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Post by frost on Nov 1, 2007 22:23:15 GMT -5
He nodded. . 'me too.."He said stretching his arms up over his head and leanding back a bit to stretch his back out. Wigglig his hands out he looked over at her, his hand going to the small of her back as they walked.
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Post by flanna on Nov 1, 2007 22:25:09 GMT -5
Flanna wrapped an arm around Ethan's waist, leaning into him slightly. "Again...I'm so glad I found you. Or you found me...this is better than anything I've had in the past year.."
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Post by frost on Nov 1, 2007 22:41:59 GMT -5
Frost looked down at her and nodded "yeah.."he said, "me too..."He really was glad. Shed been like a godsend. He never would have believed a year ago if someone had said hed meet someone like her and be like this...
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Post by flanna on Nov 2, 2007 12:20:48 GMT -5
Flanna paused, trying to figure out where they should go. "Hmm..maybe we should go check on Demon..."
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Post by frost on Nov 2, 2007 12:44:09 GMT -5
He nodded. "Sounds fine with me. "he said turning them so they weree now in the directino heading to see demon.
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Post by fishah on Dec 15, 2007 23:38:49 GMT -5
Fishah walked toward the benches, passing Flanna and Frost who were heading in the opposite direction. She distantly wondered what the two Queens newsies were even doing here, but decided she didn't really give a damn, they could go where they pleased and she had too much on her mind to even pretend to care.
She sat down at a bench, pulling her knees up to her chest. As she looked out at the sun set beautifully in the lake she began to sing one of her favorite lullabies to herself. As she finished, she continued staring at the horizon while her eyes started to water. She looked away as a single tear fell and broke her out of her trance. She put her head down on her knees. "How did my life turn out this way? Why won't it all just end?"
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Post by smokey on Dec 16, 2007 12:58:55 GMT -5
Smokey said on the other side of the bench with one leg crossed over the other, smoking a cigarette. She had heard the girl speak. Looking around she saw no one.
"What's your story," she asked nonchalantly. She wasn't literally asking the girl to tell her whole life story. It was Smokey's way of asking why she was crying.
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Post by fishah on Dec 16, 2007 13:12:26 GMT -5
Fishah started at the sound. She hadn't realized that anyone was around. Aw shit, just what i need. she thought. Head still down, she tried to subtly wipe her tears of onto her knees and put on a confused face as she looked over, seeing a girl with long dark brown hair and green eyes. "Oh, ya mean me?" she smiled, tilting her head to the side, "What da ya mean?" She just hoped the girl couldn't hear the way her voice cracked at the end.
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Post by smokey on Dec 17, 2007 0:06:19 GMT -5
"Well I doubt that's sweat you're wipin' from your eyes." She paused, furrowing her eyebrows a bit. She hadn't seen too many people crying without some kind of fatal wound. She didn't know why it kind of interested her.
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Post by fishah on Dec 17, 2007 12:48:02 GMT -5
She sighed. Normally, she was pretty good at acting and no one even knew she had any problems. Unfortunately, when cough crying and still being too upset to think of anyway out of the situation, she knew there was no getting out of it. Still, she hadn't talked to anyone about any of her shit in a very long time, not that there had been anyone to talk to.
"Don't worry about it, it's not your problem." Fishah laughed humorlessly, "Aftah all everyone's got problems right 'specially newsies. Nobodies case is really bettah or worse than anyone else's, ya just gotta deal." She seemed to telling herself more than anyone else.
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Post by smokey on Dec 18, 2007 0:25:27 GMT -5
"Damn right," Smokey muffled through a cloud of smoke, about it not being her problem.
She rolled her eyes a little, turning her head to the side. Why almost every newsie thought they were the worst ones off was beyond her. Didn't they know there were kids in factories and coal mines with missing limbs, cruel overseers, and way harsher working conditions? A newsie was probably the best job for a kid. She couldn't help but think the girl wasn't doing a very good job "dealing" with her problem, but she pushed it out of her mind.
Taking another puff on her cigarette, Smokey shrugged, staring out at the lake. "I guess," she replied indifferently.
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