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Post by Carleen Simpson on Jun 14, 2008 21:13:44 GMT -5
Carleen walked into Starbucks, to get away from the warm day outside. She needed something cold to drink to cool her off. The bell rang when she opened the door, and shut loudly behind her. It was a pretty busy day at Starbucks today. Almost everyone she know was there. She walked up to the line, which was pretty long also. Carleen stood there for several minutes, and getting very inpatient. A little girl was standing behind her with her mother. "Mommy, I want a cookie" the little girl said, while tugging on her mothers long dress. "Mommy, I want it now!" She added, sounding very mad. Wow, what a brat, Carleen had thought to herself. About two minutes later, Carleen had reached the cashier. I would like a vanilla Fap with whip cream and caramel please. She told the lady behind the register. A minute or less came and the lady handed Carrie her drink. Carleen paid the last and walked away. She looked around for some place to sit, but it was very crowded. She started to walk to a table with one person sitting at it. As she was headed to the seat, he little girl that was behind her in ling ran right into Carleen. Carleen hit a boy and spilled her fap all over him. The little girl ran off, without any signs of stopping. Carleen turned to the boy. He had her drink all over his shirt, and some on hers too. I am so sorry, she managed to say, she was very in shock, embarrassing herself like that. She did not even wait for a word to come out of his mouth. She rushed over to the counter and asked for alot of napkins. When she finally got them, she rushed back over to the boy, to help clean him up.
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Post by Windy on Jun 14, 2008 21:29:45 GMT -5
ふたつ の 世界 Ethan sat at a table at the very crowded Starbucks. He was on his way back from part-time job that he'd done for that day and thought that a good cup of caffeine could cheer up his day. It had been terrible luck that he had to pay for the damages done to the bookshop window, but he could not blame the kid for falling into the glass. Lucky that the kid wasn't badly hurt. After he sent the boy home, Ethan paid for the damages done and went home. The money he got from his part-time job going down the drain, but he sucked it up and told himself that he could always get another part-time to earn the money again. There he sat at a table in Starbucks, drinking his cup of coffee while trying to think of a job he could do when suddenly the sound of a wet splash met his ears and he could feel the liquid absorbed into his clothes. The day was just wasn't his. The girl who spilled the coffee on his clothes rushed to the counter to get some napkins and help him with his wet problem. He took a couple of napkins himself and dried off the excess liquid that was running down his shirt. At least the incident was funny to him. "I hope you're going to pay for that," trailed off Ethan with a glare aimed towards the girl that spilled her drink on him. But mere moments later his serious visage crumbled and he laughed out loud. He was no good at playing parts, no wonder he couldn't get into theater club.
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Post by Carleen Simpson on Jun 14, 2008 21:37:34 GMT -5
Carleen helped the boy, and then he started to laugh. She could not figure out why. She answered his comment while he was laughing and while she was still trying to clean up her mess. Awe, she said with a little smile. I was hoping that you would pay for me. She gave a little laugh. Making she that he knew that she was joking about that. She finished up helping him, since she did not want to go that low on him. She took a seat across from him and sat down. I am very sorry. She managed to say when he finally stopped laughing.
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Post by Windy on Jun 14, 2008 21:52:33 GMT -5
極彩色 Imagination "It's okay, I've got other shirts back home," said Ethan with a chuckle. "And sorry love, I'm broke now so I can't buy you a cup if I wanted to. The last of my money went into my last caffeine cup." Ethan watched the female as she sat herself across him, he could've sworn that he saw her somewhere before. Maybe she went to the same school as him? "So anything else I can do for you?" asked Ethan, hoping to get a conversation flowing. With his drink finished, shirt wet and no money in his pockets, Ethan thought that talking to a cute girl would brighten up his lousy day. Shifting his gaze towards the female across from him, he couldn't shake the feeling that he saw her somewhere before.
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Post by Carleen Simpson on Jun 14, 2008 21:57:59 GMT -5
Carleen looked at him, up and down, she swore that she had seen him. She gave a little smile and said, We haven't introduced ourselfs. She paused. I'm Carleen Simpson, she added and awaited for him to reply.
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Post by Windy on Jun 14, 2008 22:13:28 GMT -5
夢 Is Vision "And I'm Ethan Hawke, a pleasure to meet one such as you," said Ethan with his most charming smile though it only made him look funny and he stopped doing that mere moments later. "I really have to not do that whole charming smile look, it makes me look so weird, don't you think so?"He hope that she would not be driven away by his introduction. He knew he was not the most sociable of person, but hey, he tried! And he tried hard, darnit! It was not his fault that he was an orphan raised in an environment where he was not able to learn the proper ways of the high schooler. He counted his lucky stars that he could even survive being in high school this far. But enough of him being socially inept -or so he thought himself to be- and focus back on the scene at hand. Ethan shifted his gaze once again at the female after he was distracted by the cute looking female a few tables aways. Hoping that he was not caught for lack of attention, Ethan smiled his most pleasing smile and thought of something to quickly say to the girl across him. "Hey! Do you like music?" It was a stupid question he knew, but that was the first thing that he could think of. Of course all teenagers like music. I mean come on, a teen who doesn't like music is like an alien! Ethan only hope that he wouldn't make a fool of himself in front of this girl. Such is his thoughts.
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Post by Carleen Simpson on Jun 14, 2008 22:18:35 GMT -5
Carleen looked at him, and smiled. She thought that he was being such a cutie right now. Most of the boys she had met usually acts tough or just acts nice to get some, but Eythan was different. i thought it was very charming, she answered his question. And yes, I do like music. She gave a little smile to his question. She noticed that he was nervous, and she thought it was cute. What kind do you listen to? She asked.
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Post by Windy on Jun 14, 2008 22:27:18 GMT -5
SEVENTEEN ROMANCE "Charming?" That was a first for Ethan, to be called charming. "I guess I am charming huh?" With that he laugh at himself. When he heard that she liked music, Ethan's eyes lit up. Music was one of his passion and to have someone interested in it always make him happy. "I listen to all kind, as long as I like it. I have an eclectic taste, so yeah, it varies." Ethan answered her question truthfully. "Though I do enjoy acoustics a lot, there's just something about it that speaks to me you know." Another laugh followed his sentence and he blushed slightly when he realized that he had rambled on about music without knowing it. It was always this way when it concerned the subject of music. He would just blab about it without noticing.
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Post by Carleen Simpson on Jun 14, 2008 22:33:30 GMT -5
Carleen smiled when he blushed. I know what you mean about acoustic. Its more, I don't know how to say it. its just more natural. I guess that is how you would say it. Its not all pre recorded and have all these different sounds coming from all over. She paused to let him talk. Once Carleen starts to talk, there is not shutting her up. She had remembered about the accident that she had when she looked at his shit. She felt very bad about it. How about I take you out to get a new shirt? There is no saying no. I feel really bad about it. She paused and gave a little puppy pout. That was her way of getting her way. She didn't want to force him into going with her, but she felt bad about what she had done and wanted to repay him some how.
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Post by Windy on Jun 14, 2008 22:43:58 GMT -5
Heaven' Door Girl "Buy me a shirt?" Ethan blinked at that. And oh god. that puppy pout! How could he say no to that? With a little hesitance he nodded. "Alright..." trailed Ethan, not really knowing where this was going. Ethan truly didn't know where this was going but since she said she would not take no for an answer, he decided to go along with it, and he'll get a free shirt to boot, so its a win-win situation. Feeling a bit better now, Ethan finished his cup of caffeine and stood up and bowed playfully with his arm stretched out towards the exit. "Shall we go? And thanks, for buying me a new shirt. I wish everyone is as nice as you,"said Ethan with a megawatt smile that could light up a small city block.
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Post by Carleen Simpson on Jun 14, 2008 22:48:17 GMT -5
Carleen watched as he stood up and held his hand towards the door. She got up also and nodded her head.Ready when you are. She said. She walked next to him and link her arm through his. She did not mean to be too physical, and she hopped that he was not thinking that she was being too physical and flirty. Its just how she was. She couldn't help it. Where do you usually shop at? She asked when they were walking towards the door.
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Post by Windy on Jun 14, 2008 23:07:20 GMT -5
N.G.S "I don't really care where I shop at to be honest. As long as it's good, cheap and nice to wear I'll buy it." Laughed Ethan as he answered her question. Living alone he learned to budget his money really well and he could not afford to use too much on clothing. He had bills to pay. Thats why people always see him as cheap, the truth is they don't know how his life really is. Even though his parents left him money, he doesn't want to use it unless its an emergency or for schooling. He'd rather work for his spending money and day-to-day expenses.
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Post by Carleen Simpson on Jun 14, 2008 23:10:04 GMT -5
OOC; Okay, I don't know what to post here, so I will start one at the mall.
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