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Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2012 4:43 pm
((Three hour classes suuuuuuuck! gonk Save me please... crying ))
"Yeah, I remember, but still, you got so used to flying at that point you had a difficult time at first." Amaya said with a shrug, leaning back in her chair as the waitress brough the drinks.
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Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2012 4:47 pm
((And this is why I'm glad I'm an art major. The three hour classes that I do have are all art. mrgreen ))
"And again, I managed. Now seriously, I was never once mad at you for it and it's been four years. You can stop feeling guilty now." Adrian said before sticking his straw in his soda and taking a drink.
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Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2012 4:52 pm
((I hate you...this is an English class...))
"I just feel bad for it is all. Breaking bones isn't fun." Amaya murmured. "Well this conversation took a depressing turn. And I read your book last week." Marco said, turning to Amaya now, though he'd been helping Calista color with her kid's menu a moment before.
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Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2012 4:58 pm
(( mrgreen Sorry you don't have a cool professor to make things better. I had one for an english class last semester who, on the first day of class, admitted to being a comic book nerd, hosted a podcast on comic books, being a gamer, having a guild on World of Warcraft that was in the Top 5 on her server, knew her internet memes, and was fluent in lolcatese. Best. Professor. Ever.))
"So what do you want to do? Do you have a studio or something I should visit to take my measurements, or what?" Adrian asked Marco to quickly change the subject.
((And I can attest to broken bones sucking too. I think I broke both of my arms twice by the time I finished elementary school. XD ))
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Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2012 6:41 pm
((*Glare*))
"Well Amaya said you guys were headed over to my studio with me after lunch to take measurements. And then I may have at least three shirts for you by next week." Marco said with a bright smile.
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Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2012 10:10 pm
(( mrgreen ))
"Faster than I was expecting, but I can't complain. Expanding my wardrobe has been on my to-do list since I've been living out of a duffle bag up 'til now." Adrian said with a sheepish grin.
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2012 3:43 am
"Well now we can take care of that." Amaya said, giving him a small smile.
"You should have enough shirts in a month." Marco agreed with a nod, sitting back in his chair as the waitress took their orders.
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2012 9:04 am
"I'm putting my wardrobe in your hands. Try not to make me look too stupid now." Adrian joked with a smile.
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2012 9:32 pm
Amaya only smirked while Calista looked up at Adrian finally.
"Stupid is a mean word.." She muttered, ceasing her coloring.
"True enough." Marco laughed, seeing Calistahad set her sights on Adrian.
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2012 9:37 pm
"Well sorry for offending your seven year old sensibilities." Adrian said reaching over to ruffle her hair.
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2012 9:54 pm
"It's not a nice word." She muttered, still looking at him with a disapproving face as he rubbed her head.
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2012 9:56 pm
"Okay, okay...I'm sorry and I'll be sure to watch my language in the future." Adrian said with a small chuckle. Never thought he'd be scolded by a little girl.
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Posted: Sat Feb 04, 2012 2:51 pm
Calista nodded, turning to her lunch now as the waitress set it infront of her.
Amaya just shook her head and grinned, also turning to her food once it was set down. "You got yourself in trouble." She teased.
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Posted: Sat Feb 04, 2012 2:56 pm
"So? I don't care so long as I'm not getting put in handcuffs." Adrian said with a small shrug as he picked up his burger to take a bite.
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Posted: Sat Feb 04, 2012 3:01 pm
"I dunno, sounds kinda kinky." Marco muttered under his breath with a grin.
Amaya choked as she tried to stifle a laugh, putting a hand over her mouth now, trying not spit out her food.
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