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Post by The Mad Caker. on Apr 12, 2011 19:22:54 GMT -5
You groan, now pushing the boy off of you. Must. Flee.
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"GOOD ENOUGH FOR ME~!" You beam. "Let us go~" Skipping away. Oh wwell.
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Post by Kalina. on Apr 12, 2011 19:25:53 GMT -5
Kalina glomped him from the side. No escape~
Sigh. Follow. I... have gum.
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Post by The Mad Caker. on Apr 12, 2011 19:28:00 GMT -5
"Get off of me!" You seriously hate this.
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You have no idea where you are going. "...where would she be at this time, btdubs." More than what I have
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Post by Kalina. on Apr 12, 2011 19:31:23 GMT -5
"Noooope." Tight hug.
"Library. She's always in the library." Poor Kim. Sniff.
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Post by The Mad Caker. on Apr 12, 2011 19:36:44 GMT -5
"Why?!" "Because there is no reason to let go of you! Once your boyfriend gets here--" Your face turns red at that. "He's not my boyfriend!" Kyle laughs. Why is he laughing what does he know oh god.
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"...THAT MAKES SENSE." Swishh. Library. "ANNABETH?" I have Pokemanz aw yeah
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Post by Kalina. on Apr 13, 2011 15:35:48 GMT -5
"But...but.... BAWWW MY FANFICTION." stfu kalina.
Annabeth was making a seriously epic card house. Until Kim swished and knocked it all down. She didn't look happy. AWWWW YEAAAH
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Post by The Mad Caker. on Apr 13, 2011 16:02:31 GMT -5
"Psh, Kalina. He's obviously lying~!" Shut up Kyle. "I am not!"
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"...well, damn. ALEX, YOU ASK," you shout, hiding behind something. HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOHN EGBERTTTT.
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Post by Kalina. on Apr 13, 2011 16:48:02 GMT -5
"ARE TOO~." Skip in circles around Gil. Owait. Still hugging Gil. This was a conundrum.
Alex glared at Kim before turning back to Annabeth. "So. Er." "What?" the demigoddess seethed. HAPPY BIRTHDAAAAY~
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Post by The Mad Caker. on Apr 13, 2011 17:31:11 GMT -5
You let out some kind of noise. You don't know what kind, but whatever. "I am not!" "He'll be heartbroken you said that, you know."
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"Hey, hey. I asked Claire don't give me a look I could have died from just questioning his 'Godho--OH MY GOD I REMEMBERED HOW TO BECOME GOD-TIER." YEAH.
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Post by Kalina. on Apr 13, 2011 18:29:34 GMT -5
"And he'll be here soon. Do you want him to accidentally hear and have his heart snapped in half? And then thrown in a blender? And then dumped on the floor while a troupe of obese Russian dancers learn how to riverstomp on top of the pieces?" wat.
"...and how is that?" WOO.
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Post by The Mad Caker. on Apr 13, 2011 18:51:32 GMT -5
"I don't want to hurt anyone—!" "Well, if you keep actin' like this, you are gonna hurt him bad! do you want that to happen, Gil? DO YOU?" "No!"
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"Well, I remember how, but you need a dreamself in order for it to work so." WHAT THE HELL HOW DID MY IPOD CRACK EVEN MORE I DIDN'T USE IT AT ALL TODAY.
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Post by Kalina. on Apr 13, 2011 19:54:26 GMT -5
"Then stop being mean to him!" SUDDENLY, GERMANS. WELL. GERMAN. Incoming Kurz.
"How do I get one of those?" WAIT WHAT HOW
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Post by The Mad Caker. on Apr 13, 2011 20:00:54 GMT -5
"I'm not being mean to anyone!" You protest. Oh, speaking of Germans. There are two exchange students in my school from German. The girl Miria, I think, is so pretty and the boy, Felix, is unf. YEAH.
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"...WE COULD PLAY SBRUB. Seriously, just get everyone here to play Sbrub. Fucking awesome." I DON'T EVEN KNOW
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Post by Kalina. on Apr 13, 2011 20:07:53 GMT -5
"Yes you aaaaare~!" "Who's being mean?" Kurz asked as he approached. Because I feel like it, he had a leather motorcycle jacket. DAMN YOU EUROPEAN, WHY SO PRETTY? We have your average Americans ;3;
"...what?" FUCKING YES PLEASE. well eff.
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Post by The Mad Caker. on Apr 13, 2011 20:18:53 GMT -5
"LOOKIN' GOOD KURZ! DON'T YOU THINK SO GIL?" You turn red. "U-Uh..." All Germans are pretty. My cousin has the most gorgeous shade of blue eyes. Likedamn.
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"Okay, so it's like this game where we have to defeat the evil Black King and Queen and it's all dramatic and yeah." Worst explainer ever. IS THIS YOU HEAR? "..I MUST FIGURE OUT HOW THE HELL TO GET THIS GAME." Seriously, like, there are cracks but it does hurt. and idk why.
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