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Week Name/Date/Time: 'The Replacement' / Thursday, 2 March 2006 / 1:20 PM.
Location: Corridors surrounding courtyard
Open To: Lolita
Currently Involving: Troy
Ah, the life of a certain Troy Frogley. It was getting better and better, really. Perhaps his Thursday schedule helped reinforce the idea, but no matter! Thursdays were quite lovely, actually. He ( Read more... )
Location: Corridors surrounding courtyard
Open To: Lolita
Currently Involving: Troy
Ah, the life of a certain Troy Frogley. It was getting better and better, really. Perhaps his Thursday schedule helped reinforce the idea, but no matter! Thursdays were quite lovely, actually. He ( Read more... )
Troy nodded and narrowed his eyes back playfully, face breaking out in a beaming grin. "Yeah, I think so, Lolita," he drawled, just now realizing how bloody attractive she was when she bit her lip in thought like that. "But if you'll prefer to leave it vague, I can always fill in the blanks. Sorry for waking you from your slumber, sorry for thinking you can't read. . .a number of things, really."
Sorry for. . .not realizing that I, Troy Frogley, am utterly in love with you. . .Well. He'd fill in his OWN blank there.
Unable to notice her change of expression, he tilted his head a bit as he did when he focused on a person's conversation. "The Puff Bitch, eh? Love, I do believe I've only heard that in reference to Bryant Sawyer's old bird. What's-her-face? Meh. She's unremarkable, of course," he waved his hand just as dismissively. He sighed happily and looked Lolita right in the eye as he said, "Anyone would be considered boring and forgettably when a Housemate is none other than Lolita Damned Damon. Stunner, that one. If I do say so myself."
Troy followed her gaze at the Lions passing on by, only to gaze back at her. "Well. Then you can at least allow this singular person to love being around you, right?" He narrowed his eyes a bit and lowered his voice to a playful whisper, "I'll keep it a secret. Really. Charmed locket that'll hex me if I break the promise or summat of the sort."
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Lolita rolled her eyes and forced back an exasperated sigh. No, she was going to be patient with him...at least this once. "Sure. Whatever. Have at it," she said, waving his blank-filling away. "Next time I feel like crying wolf, I'll see if I can hold it back."
Eh, that particular bitch must be Savannah Something, Lolita knew. "So there's two of us vying for the title, hmmn? I think I win in that category, though. She, however, wins at...oh, I don't know--general airheaded snottiness." Lolita allowed herself a moment of housemate-bashing satisfaction. Yes, she had a lot of opinions about a lot of people.
"Glad you're sticking to that new nomenclature of mine," Lolita said dryly. "The fun really never ends, does it?" And as was her forte, she disregarded the compliment attached to Troy's remark.
The Lions, thankfully, had just been passing by and were disappearing around a corner. Lolita watched their retreating backs placidly and then turned back to Troy. Shockingly, for perhaps the first time, she found that he was rather...nah. She couldn't think something like that, not while she was still sane.
Haahaa. Riiight, a locket. Yeah, and maybe monkeys could fly! Lolita looked at Troy incredulously and gave him a light shove in the shoulder. "Are you hearing yourself? You sound like an actor out of a cheesy teenage drama," she chided, unable to keep from smiling back. "Tell you what, forget the locket. I'll hex you myself."
She had no idea that in a week, she'd be missing this sort of mindless banter terribly.
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