[Erik's just finished his dinner and is on his way back to his room when he spots a Chrissie. And all alone no less. Well, Erik could never pass up an opportunity like this.
So hai Chrissie. Have a Phantom about to invade your personal space.]
[Chrissie had slipped away from Raoul after dinner, which though not the smartest of things, she figured she could explain away with having a communicator. She could always call for him if she needed something, couldn't she?
She is nearly to her floor when she catches sight of movement and pauses, glancing over her shoulder. That's right about when she sees him, her Angel, a short distance down the hall. Her heart skips a beat and she feels a chill move down her spine and she forces herself to swallow thickly.]
Angel?
[His name comes out in a soft exhale and she moves toward him, forgetting anything else she might have been doing just a moment before. Her smile for him is radiant, as she gets closer, and she can think of nothing else but closing that distance as fast as she can.]
[Well Erik certainly won't complain about a Chrissie that's running right toward him. He does what he can to close the gap and the moment she's within his grasp, he reaches for her, taking her hands into his own and pulling her in toward him.]
I've missed you, Christine.
[bb, these past few weeks without you have been unbearable. Never ever let me go ;A;]
[She'd hardly think that you would complain, my dear. And would you look at that, she hardly looks like she wants to complain, either! Her hands are in his now and she feels as if flames are licking up her arms and dancing over her skin.
She was always pleased to be with him (perhaps more than she should be), but this time it felt different. She was not just pleased, but excited, her skin practically crying for more of his touch. Her breathing deepens as she searches his face, his words bringing a delightful shiver.
Can you tell that she's missed you, bb? Cause she has missed you .. and is realizing she's missed you in more ways then one. Oh mai!]
I've missed you as well, my Angel.
[She gives his hands a squeeze, never once looking away from his face.]
[Chrissie is just kinda kicking it in she and Raoul's shared room. She has been missing the company of her toast making friend, so it's awful convenient that he's coming for a visit!]
[A big grin forms on his face, then he enters. He would have never even thought of talking to this woman in person if he weren't thinking about her when he toasted that bread. Now he is infatuated with the woman, feeling something that he has never felt towards anything in his two decades of life.
He scuttles over to her legs and hugs one of them.]
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So hai Chrissie. Have a Phantom about to invade your personal space.]
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She is nearly to her floor when she catches sight of movement and pauses, glancing over her shoulder. That's right about when she sees him, her Angel, a short distance down the hall. Her heart skips a beat and she feels a chill move down her spine and she forces herself to swallow thickly.]
Angel?
[His name comes out in a soft exhale and she moves toward him, forgetting anything else she might have been doing just a moment before. Her smile for him is radiant, as she gets closer, and she can think of nothing else but closing that distance as fast as she can.]
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I've missed you, Christine.
[bb, these past few weeks without you have been unbearable. Never ever let me go ;A;]
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She was always pleased to be with him (perhaps more than she should be), but this time it felt different. She was not just pleased, but excited, her skin practically crying for more of his touch. Her breathing deepens as she searches his face, his words bringing a delightful shiver.
Can you tell that she's missed you, bb? Cause she has missed you .. and is realizing she's missed you in more ways then one. Oh mai!]
I've missed you as well, my Angel.
[She gives his hands a squeeze, never once looking away from his face.]
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Can I come in, Miss Chrissie?
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Toaster! Please, come in!!
[How could she be unhappy or suspecting?! He finally trusted her enough to show himself to her!]
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[A big grin forms on his face, then he enters. He would have never even thought of talking to this woman in person if he weren't thinking about her when he toasted that bread. Now he is infatuated with the woman, feeling something that he has never felt towards anything in his two decades of life.
He scuttles over to her legs and hugs one of them.]
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