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Cinn-O-Bun · 12-20-2009, 04:38 PM

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Originally Posted by LadyNerd

All decked out in her ENGLAND colors, Fia ran behind Miles having no problems keeping up with him. "Hey! You're the one with the tickets smarty pants so you know where we are sitting," she fussed followed by a giggle. "Besides, I thought it would be appropriate to save the best colors for last because you know England is going to win!" And under her breath she couldn't help but say, "Even though you can't vote for your own home team."

Miles turned toward Fia as she was next to him and he smirked, "Whatever, don't come crying to me when they lose," he teased. And barely hearing her last comment he raised an eyebrow and moved closer to her, "That's not what this is about sweet heart." Oh no. He could easily have voted for England and he probably would have but she made it a contest. Leaning in he kissed her, lingering a bit until he heard someone clearing his rather LARGE throat behind him. Bothari. Pulling a way he swallowed and looked at Fia then at Bothari. "Issues Sergeant?" As the man didn't answer he frowned, "I thought not."

12-20-2009, 04:38 PM	#11 (permalink)
Cinn-O-Bun DIMC Mooncalf Join Date: Apr 2008 Location: Tejas Posts: 7,124 Hogwarts RPG Name: Royse Witkin Seventh Year x1 x3	sugary sweet Evil Pastry Lady Quote: Originally Posted by LadyNerd All decked out in her ENGLAND colors, Fia ran behind Miles having no problems keeping up with him. "Hey! You're the one with the tickets smarty pants so you know where we are sitting," she fussed followed by a giggle. "Besides, I thought it would be appropriate to save the best colors for last because you know England is going to win!" And under her breath she couldn't help but say, "Even though you can't vote for your own home team." Miles turned toward Fia as she was next to him and he smirked, "Whatever, don't come crying to me when they lose," he teased. And barely hearing her last comment he raised an eyebrow and moved closer to her, "That's not what this is about sweet heart." Oh no. He could easily have voted for England and he probably would have but she made it a contest. Leaning in he kissed her, lingering a bit until he heard someone clearing his rather LARGE throat behind him. Bothari. Pulling a way he swallowed and looked at Fia then at Bothari. "Issues Sergeant?" As the man didn't answer he frowned, "I thought not."