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"not the most social persone ever huh" I said laughing. Looking around and glancing at things. |
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"No shes shy in the worst way possible" she eats and i walk back out nahla right up agenst me, i glance at you smiling while she isnt looking. My tail waggles an i walk back to my room |
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I smile at you then, looks you up and down quickly before meeting your eyes then. "so, how old is your daughter" I asked trying to keep a convo going while eating. |
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"Shes 17" she looks at her phone for a sec " i gadda take this, its her father" she walks in her room shutting the door angerly |
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I sit back and look around, kinda uncomfortable. Looking at all the pictures on the walls and stuff. |
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I come out " hey, sorry if thats my dad all your gonna hear is yelling" i sit with you |
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"no its ok"I say, smiling now, leaning back and looking at you, studying your facial features. |
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I blush an looks at my phone "sooooooooooo your name?" |
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"night" I say still keeping my eyes on you, fascinated with the way you move and the way your hair falls so softly. |
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Windy with Flurries
