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Post by Jenny on Jul 12, 2010 11:42:39 GMT -6
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Post by Myranda on Jul 12, 2010 12:45:52 GMT -6
Craig watched her blush, and gave a smile and a shrug. "Your accent is fun to listen to, anyway." He teased. "Hmm, let me think. I'm turning fourty in October, I've been living here for twenty years, and my full name is Ebeneezer Craig St. Chuck." He said cooly, examining his coffee cup as he did so. He glanced up to see her reaction. "Only kidding." He assured her. "I'm seventeen, I've been at Rosewood for a year now, and my name is Craig Quincy MacNamara."
Dezzy laughed out loud. "Crest! With baking soda. It tastes like crap, but it works." She smiled an looked out the window. This day was ging better than planned. She enjoyed Seth's company and was looking forward to lunch. "Is that all you got?" She raised a cocky eyebrow at him. "Because you still owe me like. Four more questions."
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Post by Jenny on Jul 13, 2010 3:13:20 GMT -6
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Post by Myranda on Jul 13, 2010 16:46:16 GMT -6
Craig chuckled and shook his head. "You'll fit in just fine." He said. "It sounds corny, but being yourself really works." He pulled his hand away and took the coffee cup with both hands. It was nothing against her at all, he just needed a different position. "Ebeneezer St. Chuck and Ebeneezer Scrooge are two completely different people. Scrooge? Well, he's a duck, first off. And a complete douche. And St. Chuck is a saint!" He smiled at his lame jokes; admittedly, he had only seen the Mickey Mouse Christmas Carol.
Dezzy srunched up her nose and shook her head. "It doesn't taste any better with baking soda." She said. She gave him an odd look; she didn't think he was capable of asking personal questions. Well, they weren't too ridiculously personal, but it seemed like theye were personal for Seth. "Uhm, I'm sixteen. I don't have a boyfriend, and probably won't for a while. And, I like sweet pea the best!" She said, with a wide smile.
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