Anyone want to soap?
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Thread Topic: Anyone want to soap?
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"J.S." He said softly. "My dad's initials." Rubs it softly with his thumb as he looked at the lettering.
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She looked at him, head tilted slightly. "Ah." She allowed her hand to gently rest over his. She squeezed his hand gently, not knowing what else to say
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He squeezed hers back before waking up from his slump. "Hey, what time is it?" Grins and looks at her.
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"Around one p.m." She replied, standing and stretching. She smiled as her neck cracked satisfyingly.
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He rose and walked inside with his board. "Hm. Shall we get ready?" He grinned looking like a kid at Christmas.
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Silver chuckled and nodded. "Sure. Is there anything I should wear specifically?" She leaned on the doorway, watching him with humorous eyes.
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Frowns "Anything.. Sexy?" Laughs at her reaction and dissapears into his room to get ready.
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She looked around for something to throw at him, but there wasn't anything. With a huff, she went back to her room.
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He took off his shorts and replaced them with dark blue skinny jeans that had a tear on his right knee. Neon yellow and black DC's went on his feet and walked out. "Hey! They have black lights in the club!" He then went back into his room and put on a white t-shirt with the words 'Need to call your girl?' On the front and on the back it said 'She's on my speed dial." In neon lettering. He ran a hand through his hair so it looked messy but he pulled it off.
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She closed the door before he could walk in and rummaged through the closet. Finally she pulled on a pair of dark wash skinny jeans, a neon pink t-shirt and some neon green converse. She walked back out. "This is the best you're getting, hotshot." She told him, rolling her eyes at his getup.
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Grins and fake pouts at her. "Here." Hands her hot pink hipster glasses with clear lenses. "Make you stand out more."
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She shot him a glance. "...Fine." She slipped on the glasses, "Better?"
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He winked, "Beautiful." Before he headed towards his room and left the door open.
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(Brb, dinner.)
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She flushed and took the glasses off, putting them on the table. Silver followed him into his room, tugging her hair out of the braid. Her hair curled up around her shoulders now, the split ends less noticeable.
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