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Maxilocks · 02-09-2010, 03:59 PM

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Originally Posted by SUPAH Spaz

"Personality is important," Dylan agreed, "But I like people to like how they look." They didn't have to be pretty. But they did have to be happy. "Also I like people to laugh. If they can make me laugh, they are fine with me."

"You?" He sighed. It was only a love potion. Just a love potion. Nothing more. "What were you doing with a love potion? You don't need one. You have me, and I already love you." Ok it was just an accident. Just an accident.

"Its ok. Is he still in love with you?"

Aww. "I love you," Gold said. "Do I make you laugh, DyDy?" She was all curious, now. Like a little kid.

She frowned a bit. Was he suspecting her, or something? "My friend sent it to me," she muttered unhappily. "When I broke up with Mr. T. She mailed it over, with a note that said how I'm losing my touch and all. To tease me and stuff. I put it in my bag to keep it out of harm's way."

Well, THAT hadn't worked out.

"No, he isn't ... Dylan, do you trust me?" She pouted a bit. He had better, you know.

02-09-2010, 03:59 PM	#167 (permalink)
Maxilocks SS Featured Author Türk Bilgini Bugbear Join Date: Apr 2006 Location: {in a leap of faith} Posts: 31,791 Hogwarts RPG Name: Sarani Glass Graduated x12	♥ Mrs. Itachi Uchiha™ & MAJNOO! : Bleach & Kyo & Natsume ♥ [ Maxh!Jesh ] Quote: Originally Posted by SUPAH Spaz "Personality is important," Dylan agreed, "But I like people to like how they look." They didn't have to be pretty. But they did have to be happy. "Also I like people to laugh. If they can make me laugh, they are fine with me." "You?" He sighed. It was only a love potion. Just a love potion. Nothing more. "What were you doing with a love potion? You don't need one. You have me, and I already love you." Ok it was just an accident. Just an accident. "Its ok. Is he still in love with you?" Aww. "I love you," Gold said. "Do I make you laugh, DyDy?" She was all curious, now. Like a little kid. She frowned a bit. Was he suspecting her, or something? "My friend sent it to me," she muttered unhappily. "When I broke up with Mr. T. She mailed it over, with a note that said how I'm losing my touch and all. To tease me and stuff. I put it in my bag to keep it out of harm's way." Well, THAT hadn't worked out. "No, he isn't ... Dylan, do you trust me?" She pouted a bit. He had better, you know.