Hey Alana, I'm sorry I keep bothering you, But-
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Thread Topic: Hey Alana, I'm sorry I keep bothering you, But-
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(Look up the lyrics ^^)
"If I remember, You said after Dinner. Not During, Not before. After. See? Knowing it all can be good. For me." It felt Good to feel correct, for once. -
(okie :3)
"Yeah, I guess you're right. But don't drink too much okay?" I playfully punched his arm. -
"I.. Er... Promise...?" I sighed. What 'ave I gotten myself into?. You could tell how I felt. The way I looked at Sam with my eyes, The slight frown in my mouth, The way my words came out.
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"Just... try. Please?" I knew it would be hard for him.
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"Yeaaaaah...." I stretched out the word wryly. It would be hard.
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I kept hoping I wasn't torturing him with this. I just wanted his life to be better... We pulled into a small local Italian restaurant. "This okay?" Tammy asked. I nodded in response.
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I nodded too.
"Whaddaya going to get, Dr. Drew?" I said, Trying to be positive -
I smiled. "Some form of pasta."
paasstaaa~
xD italy moment there. -
LOL
"Urm... Huh.. Ziti? Linguini? Rigitoni?" I asked. "I'm Getting Ziti! I love that crap." And Italian Red Wine. I smiled dreamily. I've never had that before. -
"I dunno. Some kind. Maybe spaghetti." I'd been a fan of spaghetti ever since I could talk. Mostly because it was insanely fun to say.
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"You and spaghetti! You could get married!" I snickered. Ah, Red wine.. Only.. Italian. My mouth started watering a little.
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"Spaghetti, spaghetti, spaghetti. Admit it, it's fun to say." I giggled a bit.
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I swallowed. "Yeah~" I muttered, Still in my little dream world. I shook my head, To get back to reality. God, I screwed myself with this deal.
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We were given menus and glasses of water. They placed a complimentary bottle of Italian Red Wine on the table. Great...
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I smiled wickedly. Perfect....
I poured a Glass of it, and took a sip. .... And It Tastes GREAT!
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