ZOMG, post indeed :Dsheila_nagigJune 26 2006, 20:30:30 UTC
And there's a Sheila, heading down the stairs, whistling; dressed for the summer in a short, low-cut green dress ruined by a pair of cut-off denims that end at the knee, an alice band in her hair and flip-flops on her feet.
She makes it to the bottom of the stairs, and leans into the door.
Re: ZOMG, post indeed :Dforge_fireJune 26 2006, 20:31:58 UTC
The box is put down and she is snatched by a beaming forge god who kisses her happily before spinning around on his good leg and putting her down with only a brief grab at the wall. Then he nods to the box.
Re: ZOMG, post indeed :Dsheila_nagigJune 26 2006, 20:34:05 UTC
Ooh, kisses as welcomes. No complaints here: she kisses him back, grinning and holding onto him, even when he lets her go. She looks at the box even while having her arms around his waist.
"What's in the box?"
She doesn't expect him to answer, but hey. It's gotta be asked.
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She makes it to the bottom of the stairs, and leans into the door.
"You busy?"
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"What's in the box?"
She doesn't expect him to answer, but hey. It's gotta be asked.
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Oh, he doesn't know, but it's for her.
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