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A Run in of Old 'Friends'

Sep 27, 2009 20:42

WHO: Aziza and Fernando
WHEN: Monday Sept. 27th, morning
WHERE: A few blocks from Liberty University
WHAT: 'Nando is late for class!!! Run 'nando, ru- W-wait watch out for those-ah... boobs
RATING: Warnings for for beat downs, traumatic flashbacks and boobage running into.

( FOOL THOSE AIN'T YERS TO TOUCH! )

i'd tap that, oh shit- we actually need a hetero tag?!, somalia, status: complete, it's not what you think, philippines, you ain't got nothing on me, awkwardness: i has it, i'm not copping a feel..., history won't repeat this shit

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LET ME BUMP INTO YOUR CHESTICLES spr1ngcleaning September 30 2009, 16:07:10 UTC

The Filipino man was in a hurry. He had no time to get his early morning coffee, and mind you, he also was quite disoriented. Fernando had just recovered from his flu - which was not an easy task, mind you, and he wasn't even sure if it was the regular flu or the swine flu. Ah well, Americans were stupid to put that much worry into what might, or what might not, be the next "global pandemic". As far as Fernando was concerned, the swine flu was similar enough to the normal flu that he just didn't care ( ... )

YER GONNA WALK THE PLANK FOOL cardamon_spice October 1 2009, 01:52:37 UTC

Aziza glared down at the small male, lips quirking in irritation, as he stepped backwards. Sorry, oh he had better be sorry for running into her like that then having the guts to stay there for a few moments. Shock or grogginess, it was all the same to her and the guy really did look tired.

"Why in the world are you running boy?" she hissed. Slapping was out of the question, it might break a nail, but punching... now punching was fine. Her hand raised up, giving the small Filipino man a rough punch in the shoulder, much like the ones shes been delivering since she first came to America and was beating up those lame children who wanted to be pirates.

PLZ DON'T VIOLATE ME SCARY LADY spr1ngcleaning October 1 2009, 16:18:58 UTC

Ow... she sure could punch hard. For a girl. Fernando had learned one things over the years, and it was that Girls Are Scary, Especially When You Run Into Their Boobs, No Really. Not that Fernando MEANT to, but what was he supposed to tell a scary rampaging pack of hormones that he happens to dress as every so often?

"I'm really, really sorry for bumping into you..." A cough. "But... I'm trying to go to my class, I woke up late, and I didn't have my coffee." He was also about to say that he snuck out of the house while his cousin wasn't looking, but the girl didn't need to know about how much his family 'cared' about him.

Really.

ILL BADTOUCH YOU ALL I WANT, LIL' BOY cardamon_spice October 2 2009, 02:26:15 UTC

"You should take more responsibility about such things," Aziza scolded, glaring down at the other. "Students should always be on time, and coffee is no excuse." Okay, de-ja-vu. It was like all those times when she was beating up those younger boys for playing pirates. She hadn't really punched anyone like that after all these years either.

"Education is a gift, you are stupid for wasting it. It's like trying to be a pirate or something," she scoffed, stepping aside and brushing off her clothes.

BADTOUCH ME, BUT MY SPIRIT WILL NOT BE BROKEN spr1ngcleaning October 3 2009, 01:30:16 UTC

Fernando's nose crinkled - the African woman sounded like his mother. No, not like his mother, the woman who never took his college education seriously. Not that his father was much better, either. No, it was his older cousin who always pushed him to become better. "You sound like some college professor, lady. Or my moms." Fernando was surprised how informal it sounded, the drawl added to the last word. And 'moms'? Really? Perhaps his cousin was right and he was becoming more Americanised...? Nah.

There was something familiar about this girl, though, and it brought back memories of his childhood. Fernando had, indeed, been playing pirates, and had been pushed down by a Somalian kid, but as far as he knew the kid was a dude. Not a chick.

This was really confusing.

Re: BADTOUCH ME, BUT MY SPIRIT WILL NOT BE BROKEN cardamon_spice October 4 2009, 05:21:15 UTC

"My name is not Lady, nor am I a mother." Aziza snapped lightly, flipping her dreads over one shoulder and scowling. "My name is Aziza Jawdat Macalinweyne." Not that they would probably meet again, or that it mattered. But Allah if the boy's tone hadn't irked her to the extreme.

She glanced at the small, delicate and slightly cheap looking wristwatch she had just recently started sporting to check the time. Not that she was running on a schedule but seeing the bell rang before she even got near the campus this guy was rather late.

WILL MY MOLESTATION BEGIN? D8 spr1ngcleaning October 5 2009, 20:10:09 UTC

Fernando's first instinct was to curse, but then, his lips curved into a smile and he... chuckled? Rather unexpected. But Fernando had decided that he could afford to miss just one more day of class. "Well then..." What the fuck kind of longass name was that? "...Aziza, since I am already late to class, I might as well enjoy myself." The class Fernando was about to walk into was one of his 'good' classes, and if he didn't understand certain things? Well, no harm in swiping notes from a friend for a night or two. Fernando turned to the direction of the nearest 'Starbucks'. So what if he was 'wasting his education like a stupid American', as his cousin said. Maybe in this situation this was the right idea.

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