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Post by Austin Jay Fehringer on Nov 26, 2006 12:47:06 GMT -5
Olivia. It's Austin, from that night at the Underground. Just wanted to tell you I had a good time. And um, hope you're okay after that uh...spill. *clears throat*. Anyways. You can call me at this number so we can hang out or whatever. Kay. Bye.
That was the message he left on her machine a couple of days ago. She didn't call back. Most guys would give up, but he wouldn't. Playing hard to get intruiged him, so here he was, outside her door.
Knock, knock. He knocked on the door, waiting for Olivia to hopefully open it. There was something about this girl that made him want to get to know her. Usually that wasn't his thing, it was more like see how fast he can get in her pants, but not this time.
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Post by Olivia Rodriguez on Nov 26, 2006 18:00:42 GMT -5
A loud noise was ringing throughout her head, pounding almost as if she was back at the underground. Olvia looked up around her room just to make sure she was in the right place.
She hadn't really gotten over that little escapade the night before. Not many times had she gotten drunk before or even a little bit tipsy. Olivia vaguely even remembered the guy who had taken her home, and he had said something about being family friends?
Realizing the loud, pounding noise in her head was the door bell she slowly got up from her bed and slipping her aching feet into soft slippers. She rubbed her eyes a couple times and padded downstairs in her pajamas, which consisted of light pink Victoria Secret short-shorts and a C&C California tank top. Oh so Fashionable right? Whatever it was probably the mail man or something random like that.
She reached out and untwisted the lock on her double doors and opened them up to recieve a blast of sunlight. Squinting she tried to make out who was outside. It definitely was not the mail man. Oh Crap. What was he doing here? Austin, was that his name? The guy who had taken her home from the party.
" Um Hi?" She said questionally, what was this guy doing at her house? She said it in such a moody voice, Austin would probably turn around and leave. She was tired and didn't expect some guy to come to her house. She looked like crap anyway, her clothes all frumpled and only the remains of her makeup from yesterday on. [/font][/size][/color] |
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Post by Austin Jay Fehringer on Nov 27, 2006 16:01:35 GMT -5
"Not happy to see me?" He smiled devilishly, a smile like this was what helped him get his way with the girls his whole life. Flash a little smile and whoops, there goes the panties.
"You look a little woozy, why don't you let me be your nurse? I think you need some chicken noodle soup", he laughed, looking at her. She looked laidback, unlike she did at the club, and he liked it better this way, it was a better way to get to know her.
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Post by Olivia Rodriguez on Nov 29, 2006 19:20:24 GMT -5
Uhhh..?? Was this guy delirious or something. Chicken noodle soop? Let me your nurse? Obviously he was terrible with girls or he just had a strange way of flirting. Whatever. She wasm't falling for it.
Olivia ran her hands through her knotted curls and looked up at him. " Uh, yeah I guess you can come in.." She eyed him strangely. What was going on here? She wandered into her kitchen. All made of glass and chrome. Her mom and dad were obsessed with modern houses. Uh distraction, she needed one now. Her mind flicked over to the fride. Food Yeah that would work. " Do you want something to eat, I just got up so I was going to make a smoothie anyway."
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Post by Heather von Trampp on Nov 29, 2006 19:34:52 GMT -5
He smiled. "Sure." This girl was hard to pry into, he would probably have to flirt a little differently with her. She wasn't going for the geniunely nice guy. Whatever.
He pulled up a chair in the kitchen and sat himself down looking at her intently, "You should really watch yourself when you are drinking in clubs. Especially alone. You might get hurt."
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Post by Olivia Rodriguez on Nov 30, 2006 16:26:25 GMT -5
"You should really watch yourself when you are drinking in clubs. Especially alone. You might get hurt." What was that? He was like babying her, he shouldn't be the one to tell her what to do..
" Um? I think I can watch out for myself, thanks.." She looked at him oddly. The blaring rumble of the blender was enough distraction to keep it from being an alkward conversation. Olivia poured a tiny bit more pineapple juice before filling the two tall glasses with the sweet mixture. She handed him the cool glass and took a generous sip from her own glass. The drink was tangy but the oranges made it sweet enough to have it taste good. She was a master at smoothie making. Next to modeling it was her best talent.
She rummaged through her cabinets until she found the one filled with colorful straws and the little umbrellas you put in drinks. While sliping one into her glass she handed a dark blue umbrella to Austin for him to put in his drink.
" So, uh why did you come over here?" She questioned. She truly did want to know why he had randomly showed up at her house one evening. It was really starnge after all. [/font][/size][/color] |
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Post by Heather von Trampp on Nov 30, 2006 17:35:46 GMT -5
He accepted the drink and took a sip of it, laughing in his head a bit about drinking such a feminine drink. Oh well. He raised his eyebrow at her question and thought to himself why he was even there in the first place.
"To tell you the truth, I'm not sure. Maybe it was to check and see if you were alright, maybe I just want to get to know you", he shrugged his shoulders, then tilted his head slightly, "You seem kind of pissed that I came."
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Post by wowposter on Oct 30, 2008 6:48:58 GMT -5
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