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Post by Mykel Rahs on Aug 27, 2010 22:40:08 GMT -8
Mykel pouted quietly. "Kiss it better." He mumbled, looking down and wiggling his toes to rid them of sand.
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Post by sabrinam on Aug 27, 2010 22:41:17 GMT -8
She blushed as Derek introduced himself, and just let him take the lead. Nodding at his question, she said, "Yeah, I'm a junior, nice guess." Turning to the seemingly bit-more-than-friendly pair of guys across from her, she asked, "So who are you two?"
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Post by jamieortega on Aug 27, 2010 22:47:38 GMT -8
Smirking he kisses where he punched and bit it.
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Post by Mykel Rahs on Aug 27, 2010 22:49:10 GMT -8
Mykel frowned softly, licking Jamie's cheek before smiling to the girl near them. "MYkel. Mykel Rahs."
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Post by jamieortega on Aug 27, 2010 22:51:52 GMT -8
"Name's Ortega, Jamie Ortega." He said smiling at the other girl that had that look in her eye's the one tht says: 'Are you two dating?' He smiled and ignored the look poking Mykel in the side.
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Post by Aaron Murphy on Aug 27, 2010 22:54:02 GMT -8
"Well, we are on a boat so there are quick exists all around us," Aaron said, motioning to the surrounding water. A dive into the ocean seemed like an excellent way to escape Bobbie. It's not like he would go after the m. "But we'll sure to bring a life jacket or life saver," Aaron noted with a nod. Yeah, it was important to bring that so they wouldn't drown. "But nah Bobbie is cool outside of work," Aaron said. He couldn't give him a bad name. "Although coworkers only talk about work outside of work so you wont be having a deep, meaningful conversation with him anytime soon."
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Post by Derek Tamin on Aug 27, 2010 22:58:41 GMT -8
Derek nodded to the two, as he saw the man with the drinks come over and set them down at the table. With enough wine glasses for everyone, he set down the bottles: a 2006 Chateau Troplong Mondot, a 1985 Louis Roederer Cristal Champagne, and a 3 bottles of Voss (mineral water). Thanking the man, he motioned to the drinks, "Anyone?"
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Post by annagrier on Aug 27, 2010 22:59:23 GMT -8
Anna swam over to the boat like a fucking beast and hopped up, sopping wet, screaming, "I'M ON A BOAT," before hopping down from the rail onto the deck. She looked around and greeted the first person she saw. "Hey, I'm Anna. Let's party?"
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Post by Melrosie Marshal on Aug 27, 2010 23:07:34 GMT -8
Melrose nodded on Aaron's word.
She tried to believe him too. But she found it tough to agree with. Bobbie was a creeper at work. The idea of him turning into this respectful, polite guy outside of shifts seemed highly doubtful. Was a creeper, always a creeper. Or something like that.
"Oh believe me, I don't plan on having any pithy conversations with 'said Bobbie' anytime soon." Melrose joked again, stretching her hands up toward the sky once more. She was so tense. She carried all her stress and pressure in her shoulders and neck.
"My neck is killing me. I don't think I've ever been this tense or sore." She added rubbing the back on her neck, "I think it's just been stress."
Suddenly it came to her that she still needed to plan a date with Aaron. He asked her out. Yeah? Or was Melrose just dreaming? Geez, how embarrassing would that be to mention it only to discover he has absolutely no clue and you simply imagined it all up. Em-barr-ass-ing.
Well now wait a minute.
Did she make it all up?
No, Melrose was too happy those past few days because of it. She couldn't get so excited over just a daydream.
Although that seemed like correct support to her argument, Melrose still kept her mouth shut about it. Besides, he asked her. He's in control of it. So don't bring it up. Let him. Or Melrose, darling, you'll sound terribly desperate. And no one likes a desperate girl.
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Post by sabrinam on Aug 27, 2010 23:16:55 GMT -8
Sabrina looked at the drinks that were placed, and decided that'd she'd stick with the water. Pouring some into a glass (this seems awfully high-end for just water), she took a sip and turned to the new girl, who just jumped out of nowhere. It didn't surprise Sabrina, two years here and nothing could.
Hearing her name, "Hey Anna, how about you join us? Derek here got us drinks!"
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Post by Ethan Hawke on Aug 27, 2010 23:19:17 GMT -8
Ethan stepped onto the boat confused and looking back at the yacht and back at his phone to make sure he was right. "Uh..." he didn't really know what to do.
He had just gotten back from San Diego (he went to go clean the house his uncle had left for him in his living will). Where's Lyra... he wondered as he wandered about the party.
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Post by annagrier on Aug 27, 2010 23:24:59 GMT -8
Anna laughed, hearing that Derek had prepared drinks. "But of course," she said, "What's your name, by the way," she asked, following the older girl to where Derek was.
"Hey there, boy," she greeted with a wink, wringing water from her hair. She had trailed water from where she'd hopped onto the boat to the spot she was standing. "A glass of my favorite poison?" she asked before bending over to let her hair fall forward then flipping back up in an Herbal Essences-esque gesture.
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Post by Aaron Murphy on Aug 27, 2010 23:29:23 GMT -8
"Maybe run? Work out?" Aaron suggested. Mel ran fast, so maybe she would lose stress more quickly. "It will help with stress, right?" Aaron worked out to lose stress. But then again, Aaron didn't need to work out to get stronger, just keep fit since you know, he could lift this whole yacht if he wanted to... he would just have to try really hard. He was going to suggest a massage, but that was too weird. He remembered how to give a massage in some CollegeHumor guide to college. He'd try it one day but not for now.
"I wonder who owns this," Aaron said. Oceanside did not seem like the place for rich people to go, but you never know. "Did you want to go on deck? Or umm, something? Thirsty?" Aaron wanted to make sure Mel was comfortable.
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Post by Lyra ♫♪ Calnote on Aug 27, 2010 23:34:23 GMT -8
After getting a text, Lyra looked around for Ethan. Her eyes lit up and her smile went from ear-to-ear as she saw Ethan. "Ethan!" Lyra stood on her tippy-toes, waving to him to show where she was at. "I'm glad you could make it!" she waved both hands up in the air to get his attention. Maybe she should f-f-f-f-flash her titties.
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Post by Derek Tamin on Aug 27, 2010 23:36:57 GMT -8
Derek looked up at the girl Sabrina just called over. Crap. The girl he danced with, the girl he made out with, the girl he slept with, in three nights no less. Taking a deep breathe he quickly walked over to Anna, grabbing her arm and led her away. "We have to talk."
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