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"I guess it sorta helps," he joked. He had to keep his mind on something else, he grabbed his guitar, and tried to play something, but he couldn't keep his mind on his fingers.
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"I'm ... gonna order more pizza, we're almost finished with this lot," said Claire hastily, picking up the phone and menu.
"Who wants what?" She said, unable to stop her eyes from straying to Corey. |
((ooc:woot woo)
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"Give me a Meateor, with a crust filled cheese, he said. After he finally realised what he said, he corrected himself in a yammering way.
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"Ok, ok, I know what you want. What do the rest of you want?"
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Noelle shook her head. "Err.. I'm fine. I've had too much already." She smiled politely at Claire. She picked up a beer from the table and started to drink a little bit. She had already had three slices of pizza and not one beer. There was something majorly wrong with that. |
"Fair enough. Y'know what, order what you like. I'm going to bed."
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Ethan flopped onto the coach. "Ahh things need spicing up now. Its only 11pm. I say lets play spin the bottle. I mean four people have already kissed, whats the harm if a few more do." Ethan said to the rest of the group.
He looked round eagerly and smiled. Kissing was his favourite past time. He looked over at Sam and then Noelle. Should he let his feelings for Sam ruin any chance he had with Noelle. He just didnt no how to feel at this moment. :hippy: (soz had the urge) |
"Nah, I think I'll go to bed as well," he got up, and stretched. He actually had no desire to go to sleep. He went, and lay on the bed that was next to Claire's.
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"You happy lying there?" Claire sat up, and looked at Corey.
"Look, if your upset about earlier just say. It was just a dare." |
Sam laughed as Ethan's eyes darted from her to Noelle. 'Spoilt for choice' She thought, getting up and stretching. She changed into her pajamas before going back to the kitchen to make a hot chocolate. After shoving the mixture into the microwave, she leaned against the worktop, sleepily ruffling her hair. The microwave pinged and she snapped back to reality, taking the beverage she walked over to the group and knelt down. 'Come on then, who's spinning?' |
((cue in Emme? Maybe she can be sleeping or just walk in or whatever))
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((OOC: She can join in with spin the bottle))
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((what time of day? night? extremely early morning? 1-ish?))
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(( It's around midnight, I think =] ))
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"No. If anything, it was a highlight," he said, being so ridiculously flirty, it actually probably hurt a little.
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Ethan ran into his bedroom and grabbed a tanktop and a pair of pjam bottoms.He lashed the bottoms on and then walked back into the living room/kitchen area. He was still topless, well he did have a good body and he wasnt ashamed to show it off. More often than not he flaunted it more than others would like. He sat on one of the empty seats and pulled on his white tanktop. He slouched back and grabbed a beer, sipping it as he watched the bottle spin around. Hoping it would land on him. |
"Same. You seemed shocked when I asked you, so what made it your highlight?"
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"Well, that was the best kis I ever had," he said, with a boyish smile.
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"Really? How many girls have you kissed?"
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"Well, 4 at last check, not including you," he said
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"Great. I've kissed maybe three guys. Still not sure who was the best," she said with a smile. She enjoyed teasing him.
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Emme walked into the room where several other teens were sitting and playing spin the bottle. She wore a pair of colorful striped shorts and a tank top on her thin frame. She was not devoid of curves, with a tiny waist, but was petite at 5 foot 3 inches. She sat down, her long legs folding and her blonde hair falling over her shoulders.
"Mind one more?" She asked, her light blue eyes catching the light. She was in flirt mode. |
"Oooh, burn. Want help making up your mind?" he teased.
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"Why not?" She said, leaning over and kissing him again.
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