03-02-2009, 11:14 PM
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Originally Posted by dingDong This girl's own safety, his own safety, this girl's own safety, or his own safety. Cam was forced to pick out of the two but he was still unsure if he could just give back the hand and left off to die there and twitching and saying "cinnamon" for more than 500 times. Or he could just bite the girl's hand and continue until she fainted. After that he didn't really know what would happen except losing points from his own house.
Bleh, he didn't really have any choice but to just loosen his grip on the girl's hands and then make a face which showed that he was about to cry. If there was some dirt on his face and his clothes were half-ripped then he would surely be like... some rabid animal with rabies.
Eugghhhh!
He stared at her blankly when she stated that he looked like a vampire. To just prove the fact, he opened his teeth and showed her that he had no sharp teeth. Well he did but it was from all the candy he'd been eating and that his teeth was going all wrong and sharp. Did he really have vampire teeth? The girl used some sort of a mirror earlier, maybe he could steal it and see what he looked like.
Yeaaaah. "OK, lady, I won't bite you. But you gotta promise me one thing." He thought up of what to say, he didn't really want to bite her and just randomly said that. Gah. So it stayed silent for a few minutes until he finally decided to speak.
"You gimme 2 packs of your cinnamon shampoo and soap." Evolette almost held her breath. What if she was doomed to suffer this fate? Having both of her hands gnawed off by a first year? Where was anyone when you needed them? Hugo? Miles? Terry? Maddox? ANYONE.
If he would just let go of her, maybe she could punch him... and run away. Yeah.... that would work.
But... when he let go of her hands, and looked like he was going to cry... every thought in her mind changed. She suddenly wanted to hold him tight and cuddle him until he felt better.
"Promise you what?" she asked, arching an eyebrow. "Because... you've already let go of my hands, so I can just run away right now, and not have to promise you anything." Like she would do that... he might cry! Then she would not be able to resist the urge to cuddle.
HAH. He wanted her shampoo and her soap?
"Uh.. I don't exactly have that on me at the moment." she said, "So, how exactly are we to go about doing that?" |
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