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Post by Taylor on Jul 29, 2009 17:48:24 GMT -5
Ryan's face lit up,"Whoa, seriously? Can we really do that? Please?". That was better then the dog suit. "Dude! I'd look so hot in that." Ryan said with a big smile. "Hm. There is an engorgement spell." Ryan said teasingly, looking at her. "You aren't that bad." Ryan said with a smile, nodding. "Don't girls get implants when they are thirty?" He said with a smile.
Laughing at her pushing, noticing he didn't move. Ryan shrugged,"Will all the girls wear tight dresses?". Laughing he said,"Eh. Maybe. Staying was never part of the deal.". He smirked,"Aw, I won't leave. That would be rude.".
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Post by aesop on Jul 29, 2009 18:01:08 GMT -5
Mary Gem shook her head, laughing at him. "Yeah right! And ruin my stellar reputation as Hogswart's sweetheart? No way!" She was joking but she guessed most people must see her as a typical good girl. And she guessed she was. She didn't wear anything revealing or dramatic. She had too much respect for herself and her body for that. But she really wasn't so good.
She huffed. "Engorgement spell, pssh. I'd topple over." This was probably true. There was a reason she had the curves she did. "I believe girls get implants whenever they have incredibly low self-esteem. So, I'm assuming barely legal and middle age chicks are the most popular candidates. And you, of course."
Mary Gem stuck out her tongue at him. "Come off it, you are rude. You totally would desert me! It's alright, I'm just going to drink a bottle of firewhiskey beforehand so I probably won't even remember I came with you." Drinking before the ball would definitely be a trip. She got wild when she drank firewhiskey. [/center] |
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Post by Taylor on Jul 29, 2009 18:29:54 GMT -5
Ryan smirked and moved closer to her, when their noses touched, he stopped moving closer. "Come on Marebear, please? For me?" He asked sweetly, using her nickname. Moving closer, he kissed her gently, then pulled away, noses touching again. He smiled and said,"Please?". Ryan then pulled away, sitting up, smiling. Looking to her guitar, he flicked his wand and a sweet little song started playing.
"Eh." Ryan said with a shrug. "Hm." Ryan said, cocking his head. "I am not rude! I would not. Ooh, fire whiskey sounds good right now. I haven't had in four months." He said with a dramatic sigh. Running a hand through his hair, he looked at her.
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Post by aesop on Jul 29, 2009 19:13:03 GMT -5
Kisses. They were one of life's greatest simplicities. Kissing was definitely one of her favorite past times. "Your wooing has no effect on me, having known you back when you were an awkward, dorky eleven year old," Mary Gem said, cocking an eyebrow at him. But she couldn't keep a straight face and smiled. "And don't call me that! My grandmum calls me that and I only let her because she's old and if it's her dying wish to use that bloody pet name then so be it. You, however, are fair game to pummel."
She examined her palms, then leaned back on them. "I don't care what we wear because if I'm drinking, and I will be drinking, it probably won't stay on for long." She was joking, of course. That was the thing about her. She wasn't one of those stuck up prudes who couldn't ever crack a dirty joke.
Her jaw dropped when she heard Ryan's confession. "Four months! Have you gone mad?" Mary looked at him in amazement. "I remember when we used to split a bottle just the two of us almost every night." She paused for a second before laughing. "Actually, I don't remember, which is the best part." [/center] |
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Post by Taylor on Jul 29, 2009 19:36:48 GMT -5
Ryan smiled at her but then frowned,"I was a hot dork, thanks.". Smirking,"Marebear? Has a good ring to it.". He sighed and laid down, looking at the sky. Then he smiled big,"So you will?".
He kept a big smile, looking at her hopefully. "No! I'm happy!" He said, picking at the grass. "We did?" He asked, propping himself up on his elbow. "I don't either." He said with a shrug. Pulling out his wand, he murmured,"accio fire whiskey.".
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Post by aesop on Jul 30, 2009 9:32:20 GMT -5
"Well I was sort of counting on showing up and looking classier than anyone else there." It would be fun to show up looking all dashing and well-dressed. She couldn't wait to see how some of the kinds in her year looked. "But since you're my date, I'll take your opinion into careful consideration," she added with a smile at him and laugh.
"I'll never give up firewhiskey. Alcohol makes my world better, brighter, and easier." Mary Gem sat up, shaking her head and laughing. "Ok, that sounded totally alcoholic but I swear I'm not. I just like to have a good time." And like most kids her age, a good time usually involved doing something illegal. [/center] |
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Post by Taylor on Jul 30, 2009 16:15:58 GMT -5
"You could." Ryan said, smirking. "You could dress as a fancy prostitute. I prefer faster music." He said, laying back down. "Hmm. Thanks." Ryan said with a smile, closing his eyes happily. "My eye hurts." He said with a sigh, lying, pulling out his wand, he flicked it secretly, turned the color of his eyes red, instead of brown. Slipping his wand back in, he went back up on his elbow. Opening his eyes, he asked her, "Is there anything wrong with them?".
"Nice." Ryan said with a nod. He smirked and said teasing.,"Sure you do. I know you are one.". Holding the fire whiskey, he opened it. Taking a sip, he sighed, smiling.
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