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Wait, did she say that out loud? Oh boy. "Nothing." She gave a laugh before looking around.
2015-08-04 23:53:53 -
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"Um, okay. If you're sure." Honestly, it had been a bit muffled, so he wasn't entirely sure he'd even heard her right. He went over to a container of chocolate-covered Oreos. It looked like you could just scoop them into a bag. That could probably make someone very sick, but...they /did/ look good.
2015-08-05 00:02:49 -
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Of course, her first choice was a bag of sour worms. Her favorite candy. Hmm...should she get something else, though? Why not. It was /her/ money.
2015-08-05 00:05:28 -
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He could pay for this now. Lance had been giving him some cash for helping out at the shop, and then a little extra to buy meals, since neither of them did any grocery shopping, naturally. Maybe not for a ridiculous amount of candy, but at least some. He bagged a few of the Oreos and added some dark chocolate espresso beans for good measure.
2015-08-05 07:29:00 -
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After retrieving a small bag of hard candies, she moved with Kinsley to the counter. "I got this." She spoke as she pulled out her wallet.
2015-08-05 07:34:01 -
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He put a hand on her wrist and drew a couple of fives from his pocket. "No, I'll pay."
2015-08-05 07:36:30 -
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"Nonsense, I got this." No, no. She wanted to pay. She asked him out on this date, she paid.
2015-08-05 07:37:54 -
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"What you have got is money to be spent on better things. I'll pay this time, you use that for actual food for yourself at a later date."
2015-08-05 07:41:43 -
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"Well what /I/ want to do is spend it on is treats because I am an adult and I will spend my money like I'm a 12 year old if I want to."
2015-08-05 07:44:37 -
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"That's.....counter-intuitive. And 12-year-olds don't always get what they want in any case, so right now I'm buying."
2015-08-05 07:46:46 -
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"I always get what I want, and I want to pay."
2015-08-05 07:47:44 -
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"Then perhaps you need a lesson in emotional generosity."
2015-08-05 07:49:20 -
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"Then you can give me the lesson after I pay."
2015-08-05 07:49:59 -
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"That would ruin the point as well as the context."
2015-08-05 07:50:58 -
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"Well in this context I will win." She placed her money on the counter.
2015-08-05 07:53:31 -
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"No you won't." He took the money off the counter, shoved it back in her hand, reached up, turned off his remaining hearing aid, and placed his own bills on the counter.
2015-08-05 07:54:35 -
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/God dammit!/ That's not fair! Okay /fine!/ However, the entire time she pouted like a small child.
2015-08-05 07:58:02 -
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He was very satisfied with the fact that he'd won, and when he glanced over to see her response, the corners of his mouth twitched upwards at her expression. Once he'd been given his change and receipt, he replaced them in his pocket and handed her the candy she'd gotten.
2015-08-05 08:00:02 -
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She took the candy. "I will get you back for this, I swear." Probably wasn't the best time to say that, but oh well.
2015-08-05 08:06:32 -
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He turned his aid back on. "Sorry, what'd you say?"
2015-08-05 08:07:29 -
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"I said, that I will get you back for this. I swear on my life."
2015-08-05 08:08:27 -
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"That isn't the best thing to swear on. One of those aforementioned kidnappers could make good on the deal."
2015-08-05 08:09:08 -
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Ren was back at Tassek's old building, visiting Dameien for once, since they rarely did and he hadn't come around for a little while. They'd been once or twice, one of which being while they recovered from a hangover, but there nonetheless. Of course, if he was....'busy', they'd just wait outside or in the lobby or something. Though for once, they'd left their laptop at home. Today, they were just there to see him.
Whistling softly, they came up to his door and cupped their ear to the wall, listening to make sure he wasn't doing work.
2015-08-05 08:18:28 -
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Alright, games. Check. Some of Terezi's clothes. In a bag. Hmmm... what else. A-ha! There's my headset. For the most part, the apartment was relatively empty, with a few things left of it. Ever since....whatever incident Dameien got into, he decided to move. I never really was quite interested in his personal life style.
Okay. So I might have to make a second trip for the rest, a small bag can hold only so much. I exited the apartment, and jumped upon seeing Ren. What were they doing here.
2015-08-05 08:26:19 -
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They looked up upon hearing the door open and smiled, moving away from the wall a bit. "Hiiii, Blondie! Dameien in?"
2015-08-05 08:30:57