Date Number Two... cause awwww.

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Oz made his way to room 701. A small, almost imperceptable smile was on his lips at the scent of candles. Rogue did like her candles. And here he was on date number two.

He really liked her... alot.

He stood outside of the door and knocked lightly.

ooc: closed to Rogue and Oz :)

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Rogue was running a brush through her hair when she heard the knock on the door.

"Just a second!" she yelled and put on some lip gloss. She picked up her gloves from the table as she walked across the apartment. She was just putting them on when she opened the door, a smile racing across her face.

"Hey, come on in," she said as she stepped aside, letting him in the apartment.

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Oz couldn't help the way his own smile grew at the sight of the smile on Rogue's lips. She was contaigeous.

"Hey." He greeted, stepping inside and holding out the rubberband ball he'd picked up for her from Hot Topic. "You know how hard it is to find these anymore where I'm from? Anyways I decided you needed one... cause... rubberband ball."

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Rogue took the rubberband ball with a soft laugh. "I don't think I've ever even seen one." She bounced it experimentally on the floor, catching it when it bounced back up.

"You bring me the sweetest things, Baby," she grinned and leaned in, kissing the air just next to his cheek. "Thank you," she said as she pulled away. "An' it's appropriate 'cause you make me bouncy," she winked at him.

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"Hey, association isn't always a bad thing." Oz said amusedly. He shoved his hands in the pockets of his baggy brown corderoy pants and shrugged.