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Post by ``Mickey. on Dec 7, 2008 16:43:52 GMT -5
The young girl looked up at him. How was she supposed to know? She wasn't good at picking things to do, and she wasn't going to anytime soon. She paused, as if she was actually thinking about possibilities. "I have no clue. What do you want to do?" You couldn't really ask Alex anything, especially what she wanted to do and what she wanted to eat. "Do I really have to think up something? I'm not good when people put me on the spot like that..." She whined with a bright smile.
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Dec 7, 2008 16:51:13 GMT -5
He looked at her. "And yes you have to think of something.' He said, looking down at her. "I'll give you a few minutes to ponder on it.." He only said that because he really had no idea what to do either. When he was alone, he usually just sat there and thought about things, or he went to the bar. And he wasn't sure if he wanted to go through that whole thing all over again.
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Post by ``Mickey. on Dec 7, 2008 16:56:46 GMT -5
She let out a groan and rested her head on his chest. "Why do you have to be so mean?" She whined, letting out a light sigh. There was no way she would be able to think of something. Hearing his other words only made her want to pull her hair out. Ponder on it? If she was at home she would be sitting in front of the TV snacking on junk. Couldn't do that now, could she? She just wished she could snap her fingers and have an idea poof into her head. If only that was possible... "My mind is blank... Unless you want to go to the bar again." She said as she looked up at him, a mischievous smile on her lips.
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Dec 7, 2008 17:03:16 GMT -5
The bar... again? He looked down at her, his face completely filled with no emotion. "Is that all you can come up with'' He asked, his voice almost like a whine. Seeing her smile made his stomach slightly turned. "My knuckle is already beat up, and that is my good arm. If you would just happen to start anything, I would be pretty screwed." He just kept looking at her blankly. He didn't know if he wanted to go or not. There were its ups and downs. Of course it would be better without Alex... But he figured she was going to be stuck to him like a siamese twin.
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Post by ``Mickey. on Dec 7, 2008 17:11:53 GMT -5
She smiled up at him. "I was just playing with ya. I cause too much trouble to do anything..." She let out a sigh and dropped her arms to her side. Alex remembered what happened last time, and she didn't want to relive that. She had put poor Dean through enough pain because she wanted to have some fun. "I'm not that stupid to want to go back and get you hurt again." She said, and with that she smiled lightly at him. Alex knew how much trouble she had gotten him in, how much pain he had gotten in. All she got was a punch to the stomach...
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Dec 7, 2008 17:35:24 GMT -5
He gave her a weird look when her arms dropped to her sides. What was her problem? He gave a sigh as he stuck his hands into his jean pockets. "Hey, buck up kid." He said as he gave her a nudge on the shoulder. It bugged him to see her all depressed now. "I wasn't even that beat up.. trust me, I have had much worse..." his mind flashed off to his dad. it was kind of sad. The worse beating he had ever had was from his father's own hands. Well, his paws and teeth really, but whatever. Dean suddenly had a weird thought, and smiled. "You know, I bet a beer would cheer you up..." He flashed her a smile. They didn't have to go to the bar. He had some old beer in his car, but it was pretty old and probably tasted liked shit.
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Post by ``Mickey. on Dec 7, 2008 17:51:29 GMT -5
She looked up at him, listening to his words made her brighten up some. Soon the cold smacked into her, almost making her curl into herself. Her arms automatically wrapped around herself. "I juts feel bad that it was my fault..." She said softly, looking down at the ground. She scuffed her feet on the snowy ground, letting out another sigh. Soon his words rang in her ears, and she looked up at her. Beer? Did he really think that would help? "You might be trying to poison me..." She said with a suspicious look in her eyes.
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Dec 7, 2008 18:06:08 GMT -5
He laughed. "You have figured out my master plan.'' He flashed her a smile. He sighed and crammed his hands deeper into his pockets. "Don't feel so bad. You were just havin' a bit of fun.'' He looked at her all folded over. How could she be so cold? She was wearing his leather coat, but then again, it was extremely old and thin... He went up beside her and draped an arm around her shoulders. "It will warm ya up, too.' He flashed her a smile. he didn't know why he was trying to get her to drink. Maybe it was because he thought it would be funny to see hr drunk, he wasn't sure. Either way, they could just go sit in his car. It has a heater...
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Post by ``Mickey. on Dec 7, 2008 18:15:03 GMT -5
She smiled weakly and sighed softly. The only reason she really sighed was to see the steam that came from her mouth. She looked up at him and smiled brightly. "Aren't you nice..." She said with a blank look on her face. He would be the one to poison her. The thought ran through her mind, and she only shook her head to make it go away. "You can't trust us teenagers when we have fun." She said with a bright smile. Alex felt his arm wrap around her shoulders, and all she did was let out a breath. "Thanks..." She said as she glanced at him, her eyes soon flashing to the ground.
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Dec 7, 2008 18:24:01 GMT -5
He chuckled lightly. "You have a point. God only know what would happen if you drank to much." He thought about it for a minute. He didn't know what she would act like. Considering alcohol was a downer, she might acted more depressed, or just extremely hyper. He shivered at the thought. When she said thanks he just gaze her a soft smile. ''Any who, lets just go back to my car, I'll turn on the heater so I don't have to stay glued to you for the rest of the day.'' He started walking, and he pulled hr wish her towards his car. which, as he thought about it, he didn't really remember where he had parked it...
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Post by ``Mickey. on Dec 7, 2008 18:31:33 GMT -5
She stuck her tongue out. "All the more reason for it to happen. I could drive you crazy." She said with a light smile. She could already picture how she would act if she did get drunk. It didn't look pretty... She was already crazy enough, and she didn't want to act all kooky. That was something she really didn't want to be a part of. "Nice... Do I offend?" She asked softly, a light gleam in her eyes. Soon she was being tugged along to Dean's car. Heater. That was the only thing she truly cared about at the moment. Warmth was something she would beg for if she needed to.
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Dec 7, 2008 18:45:39 GMT -5
He looked at her for a long moment. "Then maybe you will only be able to have one...'' He said as he looked straight forward again. But then he thought about that. Hopefully she wasn't one of those people that got drunk after just having a little bit of alchol. That would really suck. What would he do anyways? Keep her around until she gets sober again. He would rather not want to be around for the hang over though. Those were never pretty... He then looked back at her as she spoke. ''No... but I would rather not be seen with a teenage girl all the time. People get to talkin ya know..." He flashed her a childish grin. Truely he really didn't care what other people thought about him, he just wanted to say that.
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Post by ``Mickey. on Dec 7, 2008 18:53:41 GMT -5
She looked at him through wide eyes. "I'll make sure to drink more than you!" She said with a bright smile. That would be horrible. She would be so drunk that she wouldn't even be able to anything right. She soon heard his words and put on a pout. Now that just wasn't right... "What's that supposed to mean!? Am I really that bad...?" She whined as she covered her face in her hands. That wasn't all that bad, she had been told worse, but she decided to make a big deal out of it. It really wasn't as bad as it sounded.
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Dec 8, 2008 16:39:53 GMT -5
He let out an amused snort. "I would like to see you try..." You could say Dean was a heavy drinker, and it took a lot more than just a handful of beers to get him drunk. He chuckled slightly as she spoke again. "No... It just means.." He cut himself off, his mind going to a weird place. He shook his head and just slightly tightened his arm around her, giving her an assuring squeeze. "Nothing.. forget about it. I was just yanking you chain..." He looked at her with a smile.
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Post by ``Mickey. on Dec 8, 2008 16:47:09 GMT -5
She looked up at him and stuck her tongue out. "I'll just pretend to drink a lot, and then you'll get really drunk, and I can take pictures on my phone." She explained with a satisfied smile. That was a formidable plan. She wondered what he acted like when he was drunk, yet again, maybe that wasn't a good idea. She just shook her head, and let out a sigh. When he gave her the squeeze, she looked up at him, her eyes wide. "Something tells me that I should feel offended." She said with a teasing smile.
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