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Post by Randy Romance on Jun 21, 2006 20:07:33 GMT -5
he smiled at her "i dont drink alcohol...i find it discusting" he spun around in his bar stool "i got a better idea." he jumped off the stool and put on his nightmare before christmas jacket and zipped it all the way up "you and me, we go to my place play a little pool and make a wager?" he said holding out his hand ready to take her away to his pad
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Post by Lena and Angel O'Hara on Jun 21, 2006 20:11:10 GMT -5
((haha, it wasn't alcohol))
Angel did a slight roll of the eyes; she couldn't believe that he thought she would drink that crap. "Sounds alright," she shrugged, taking his arm instead of his hand.
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Post by Randy Romance on Jun 21, 2006 20:13:43 GMT -5
he smiled and wondered why she took his arm when his hand was right infront of her face. But he didnt care he escorted her out of the bar and to his car. "isnt she beautiful" it was a vintage ford muscle car he opned the door for angel. When she got in he closed it and went to the passenger side "ready?"
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Post by Lena and Angel O'Hara on Jun 21, 2006 20:18:53 GMT -5
((dude, I love old muscle cars but you can soooo not drift in them))
Angel put her hand on the car, feeling the very well done paint job. "Nice," she said, getting in once he had opened the door for her. She car smiled like leather, which she absolutely loved that smell in a car. She buckled her seatbelt. "I can play a mean game of pool," she smirked, looking over to Randy in the driver's seat.
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Post by Randy Romance on Jun 21, 2006 20:21:09 GMT -5
he smiled and started the car. "we'll see.." he gave her another DS ((drool smile get it when he smiles it makes a girl want to drool))
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Post by Lena and Angel O'Hara on Jun 21, 2006 20:23:42 GMT -5
"No, you'll see," Angel raised a 'bring it on' brow, not falling for his smile again. It was time for him to see the heartbreaker side of her...the Miss Murder side.
Angel flashed a smile that all the girls strive for, one where you have a smile in your eyes; that just eats any guy alive.
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Post by Randy Romance on Jun 21, 2006 20:28:01 GMT -5
he laughed at her and drove off down the road. It was a peaceful night, a dark night.
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Post by Lena and Angel O'Hara on Jun 21, 2006 20:32:11 GMT -5
((OoOoOo, dark...))
Angel didn't mind the darkness, never being scared of the dark when she was little. She felt it thrilling, sometimes peaceful. You never knew what was going to happen...
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Post by Randy Romance on Jun 21, 2006 20:40:04 GMT -5
he looked over at angel to check up on her. She looks peaceful he thought.
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Post by Lena and Angel O'Hara on Jun 21, 2006 20:43:18 GMT -5
Angel noticed he was looking over at her, so she fidgeted with her tiny white denim Agnes B miniskirt, barely covering the tops of her legs. When he had turned back to the road, she let a hand run through her naturally golden blonde hair that grazed over her Diane von Furstenberg halter top. With her other hand, she clutched her Prada bag, waiting for an arrival.
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Post by Randy Romance on Jun 21, 2006 20:44:29 GMT -5
((haha she does))
he started laughing at her still keep eyes on the road.
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Post by Lena and Angel O'Hara on Jun 21, 2006 20:49:04 GMT -5
"What?" Angel asked, noticing that he had kept laughing at her. "Do I amuse you in any way? I'm not some jack-in-the-box..."
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Post by Randy Romance on Jun 21, 2006 20:55:47 GMT -5
he slowly stoped but he still laughed "first minute i saw you...you didnt look like a prep..but yet your in my car and you are acting like one"
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Post by Lena and Angel O'Hara on Jun 21, 2006 21:00:49 GMT -5
"I'm not a prep," She stated deffensively. "Just because right now I am wearing expensive clothes, doesn't make me one." She shook her head. "I usually wear Vans and jackets like yours with band tees underneath, but no one takes me seriously."
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Post by Randy Romance on Jun 21, 2006 21:01:49 GMT -5
"i never said i didnt" he looked at her for a second smileing
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