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Date Posted: 02.16
Author: Skeeter
Subject: He shrugged his shoulders innocently, looking down at her. "Hang on." He stood up, heading into the bedroom to change into a pair of sweats and a beater, throwing on a zip up hoodie over it over before he padded barefoot back into the living room and dropped down next to her again. "My hypothesis would be that you stopped growing way to early in life." He nodded at that, playfully teasing her before he yawned and dropped his head back against the couch. "You don't have anything on your bones to keep you warm." He was teasing, of course, she was a healthy girl and had amazing curves that he was aching to run his hands over, to cup in his palm and...he cut himself off from those thoughts quickly, knowing they were leading to an embarassing situation since he was wearing a pair of thin, pliable sweats.
In reply to: Gianna 's message, "
All by myself.. don't wanna be all by myself, anymore..
"
on 02.16


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  • (She had again crossed her legs on the sofa when he left and let her eyes shamelessly follow his every movement when he came back in, remembering how he had looked without that shirt on and silently musing that perhaps his rear would be just as muscled.. woah.. that was a nice thought but definitely not proper at the moment. She scoffed a little at his comment and stuck her tongue out at him.) Height is not a conscious decision mister.. (She said indignantly and shifted so that she was sitting sideways on the sofa, her feet in front of her and her knees drawn up so that she could glare at him teasingly.) (NT) -- Gia, 02.16

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