397 - Whiskey SundayscantbewithhimJanuary 20 2009, 17:20:14 UTC
If Ennis were at all honest with himself, which weren't often by personal admission, he'd admit to where his feet were taking him. They went the same place every night, after all. But so long as he doesn't acknowledge it, nothing's happened. That's always how it's been. Saying it makes it real
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120 - Learning to dance.cantbewithhimJanuary 21 2009, 02:08:07 UTC
"Come 'ere, I'll show ya a lil' two step." He holds out a hand for her, but she doesn't take it. Instead she wrinkles her nose, crossing her arms across her chest.
"What's two step?"
"Jus'a lil' dancin'. Ya tol' me ya liked dancin'."
"Well, I do. But it's not like I need pointers from a cowboy." She taps her foot and shakes her head.
"Someone oughta buy you a slice'a humble pie."
"Is it tasty?"
"Aw yeah," he answers, a bit distracted as he starts preparing his plan of attack. She yelps as he grabs her around the middle, sweeping her out over the dance floor. Maybe she could learn a thing or two from a cowboy after all.
216 - Hypotheses & Conclusionsczech_emJanuary 21 2009, 04:32:13 UTC
"I am unopposed to this arrangement."
So much of their relationship, defined by these simple words.
Jess pulls her into a soft hug, and Cam's ring tells her to pull away, but she can only press closer, into the light wisteria fragrance of Jess' shampoo.
"When this is over, we'll go out." She clings to the words like she clings to Jess' sweater. It's physically painful to stay this close, this far from Colonel Mitchell, but she holds through the pain, swearing she can hear Tian's voice in her ear. "xiao jie, you think with your heart, and love with your brain"I would enjoy that," she says, swallowing. Jess and Cameron were the only ones in her life to receive the verb 'enjoy.' She knows they're the only ones who would appreciate it anyhow
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214 - Bad Hair DaycolonelinblackJanuary 21 2009, 17:16:05 UTC
He walks into the practice room with a light sigh, half-expecting it to be empty. He isn't sure why his heart's just leaped up into his throat, but he can guess
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143 - Here for youdoesnt_danceJanuary 21 2009, 18:18:36 UTC
His cellphone chimes and he makes a grab for it, nearly knocking himself off the couch in the process.
Ryan Evans: I'm coming over.
Chad Danforth: thought u were spendng time w/Sharpay
Ryan Evans: I was. Clear your schedule
Chad rolls his eyes and tosses his phone to the other side of the couch. The other boy's there in a record 20 minutes, wearing what he wore to school that day. Chad notices because for all his forced nonchalance, he always knows what Ryan's worn that day.
"Are you okay?" he asks, frozen in the doorway as Ryan hugs him tight. Chad hugs back instantly, aware distantly that his mom could be watching from the next room.
"Sorry," Ryan says softly, but Chad shakes his head, shushing the other boy by holding him tighter.
"Whatever you need." That shocks Ryan silent all the way upstairs.
Re: 220 - Flirting with danger.lieu_murphyJanuary 21 2009, 17:00:42 UTC
Eeee! It's great! Murphy can't help herself, she just naturally takes care of people. Doesn't matter if they're Lieutenant Colonels fighting space vampires.
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He's totally kicking Maddie's ass, and he really shouldn't get satisfaction from that. But this is Guitar Hero, and that means war.
Minutes later and they're both huffing, grinning ridiculously at the screen as it declares John the winner.
"Ohmygod, Uncle Meredith, come heeere!" She's bouncing and John's pretty sure she couldn't get any cuter.
"What? What is it?" Rodney asks, poking his head into the room.
"Uncle John won at Guitar Hero again!" Rodney bristles a bit at the term 'uncle', glowering at his boyfriend. John just preens.
"What a surprise... it's only because he can't play the real guitar, you know."
"He has too! I've heard him! Besides, you can't sing or play the guitar."
Rodney wrinkles his nose, taking a sip of his coffee before pointing out, "Guitars are barbaric."
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"What's two step?"
"Jus'a lil' dancin'. Ya tol' me ya liked dancin'."
"Well, I do. But it's not like I need pointers from a cowboy." She taps her foot and shakes her head.
"Someone oughta buy you a slice'a humble pie."
"Is it tasty?"
"Aw yeah," he answers, a bit distracted as he starts preparing his plan of attack. She yelps as he grabs her around the middle, sweeping her out over the dance floor. Maybe she could learn a thing or two from a cowboy after all.
[sorry it's so short!]
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So much of their relationship, defined by these simple words.
Jess pulls her into a soft hug, and Cam's ring tells her to pull away, but she can only press closer, into the light wisteria fragrance of Jess' shampoo.
"When this is over, we'll go out." She clings to the words like she clings to Jess' sweater. It's physically painful to stay this close, this far from Colonel Mitchell, but she holds through the pain, swearing she can hear Tian's voice in her ear. "xiao jie, you think with your heart, and love with your brain"I would enjoy that," she says, swallowing. Jess and Cameron were the only ones in her life to receive the verb 'enjoy.' She knows they're the only ones who would appreciate it anyhow ( ... )
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Ryan Evans: I'm coming over.
Chad Danforth: thought u were spendng time w/Sharpay
Ryan Evans: I was. Clear your schedule
Chad rolls his eyes and tosses his phone to the other side of the couch. The other boy's there in a record 20 minutes, wearing what he wore to school that day. Chad notices because for all his forced nonchalance, he always knows what Ryan's worn that day.
"Are you okay?" he asks, frozen in the doorway as Ryan hugs him tight. Chad hugs back instantly, aware distantly that his mom could be watching from the next room.
"Sorry," Ryan says softly, but Chad shakes his head, shushing the other boy by holding him tighter.
"Whatever you need." That shocks Ryan silent all the way upstairs.
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Cuteness to the max!
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You choose.
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"You're flirting with me again, aren't you?" She shoots a stern glance at him, hands on her hips.
"I would never," he pledges, rolling his eyes.
"Don't lie to me, Shep. What's wrong?"
"Nothing, Murph. It's.. nothing."
"Let's go get drunk."
"Yeah.. okay."
Three hours later and he's got an arm around her, singing Get Rhythm loud and drunkenly in her ear.
"Lightweight," she snorts, and if she leans a little into his embrace, no one will ever be the wiser.
"Me? You're the one eating the peanuts."
"That's what they're there for!"
"But there's so much bacteria..." She eyes him again, worried, but mostly amused.
"You feeling O.K.?" she asks, placing the back of her hand against his forehead.
"Now I am," he hums, leaning into her touch a bit. She draws back quickly, shaking her head.
"Now I know you're sick." He laughs, the alcohol making that seem way funnier than it is. "Let's get you back ( ... )
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