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[roxy]

I'm going out. Don't have any fun 'til I get back. *eyeballs you sternly*

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[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

*closes eyes, hands you towel*

[thecaelum.livejournal.com]

*wraps up, and salvages enough dignity to look not quite flustered* So um... you're back. And stuff. How was everything?

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

Oh, erm, *toes ground, blushes* just fine...*koff* and you? How was your--shower? Heh! Sorry. *looks at toes.*

[thecaelum.livejournal.com]

Oh... um. Good. And err... it was wet. And soapy. *also looks at toes*

Hey... nice polish on those.

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

oh! heh! thanks. it's suppposed to be blushing pink...*frowns at toes.* but it's more like roadside squirrel...Robe?

[thecaelum.livejournal.com]

Ah. Well that does explain the texture, now doesn't it?

And yes, please.

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

*hands you fluffy robe with L.L. embroidered on lapel*
Ah. there's coffe or tea or..whatever in the kitchen.

[thecaelum.livejournal.com]

*throws on the robe and grins* Coffee? You are far too good to me.

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

Tchah! Oh, it's no problem...some Kona? I could grind some fresh beans--oh, and don't look in the pocket of that robe *blush*

[thecaelum.livejournal.com]

Kona sounds good. *grins impishly and looks*

Oh my... *brings a hand back up out of the pocket* And just what is this, mm?

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

Ah--hah! Well...*blushes madly*
it's like this...

[thecaelum.livejournal.com]

*listens attentively, smirking*

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

well, last weekend, I was--OMYGOD! look! *points, runslike be-yatch*

[thecaelum.livejournal.com]

*snickers softly, hanging on to the back of your shirt* You were saying?

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

*surrenders, grabs you in her arms and swings you round and round* Coffee now? A flaky croissant?

[thecaelum.livejournal.com]

*grins and hugs* Yes, and yes.

And a story? I love stories with my coffee. I think you should tell me a story. In fact, I think you should continue the story you were just telling me.

*barely hides an impish eye twinkle*

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

the pocket story? *oh-oh!* or, do you want to dance some more *looks hopeful, slides coffee in front of you*

[thecaelum.livejournal.com]

We could do both. *takes a drink of coffee and sets it down* I lead, you talk. *grins*

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

*gulps coffee* ok, you lead...I'll follow

[thecaelum.livejournal.com]

Ok. *twirls and sways* Story, remember?

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

which one would you like, there are so many *dips you*

[thecaelum.livejournal.com]

The pocket one. *grins innocently and is dipped*

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

*damn* ok...*brings you up, kisses your forehead*

[thecaelum.livejournal.com]

*smiles and sways gently back and forth, doing that whole patiently listening for the dirt face*

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

I may have been in Metropolis, last weekend *dreamy look on face* I may have been in a certain hotel...

[thecaelum.livejournal.com]

Oh really? *twirls and sways* Sounds interesting...

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

A society affair, you know,and i danced with the most fascinating man...

[thecaelum.livejournal.com]

Oh my, now you simply must confess everything. *dips*

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

HAAAAAAAAA!!!! Booty Call Pager! I love it!! I love it!!

[thecaelum.livejournal.com]

Hee!