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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Jun 20, 2007 17:18:15 GMT
Marcos nods "Do you want her to go too?"
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Post by Jacky on Jun 20, 2007 17:21:50 GMT
I hesitate on what the best answer for that would be.. not the most truthfull answer, of course, but that most *convenient*. Thinking to find it, I shake me head. "Nay."
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Jun 20, 2007 17:23:21 GMT
"Maybe you just need to tell her that. And then we can stay. She needs to like you. Maybe you should bring flowers?" He nods, positive that will workd
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Post by Jacky on Jun 20, 2007 17:45:37 GMT
I smirk at this kid - witty-ass that he is. "Where the hell am I supposed t' find flowers on an ocean, mate?" I grin.
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Jun 20, 2007 18:02:20 GMT
"Want me to DRAW flowers for you ? Do you have crayons? I can draw!!"
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Post by Jacky on Jun 20, 2007 18:14:31 GMT
"I have ... kohl?" I suggest, not really carrying around crayons, no.
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Jun 20, 2007 18:20:21 GMT
Marcos nods 'If it draws it's good" ;D "BUT you have to bring the drawing to mommy and tell her you like her.."
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Post by Jacky on Jun 20, 2007 18:32:12 GMT
"Sure I will." I tell him. What do I care? If it makes the lad like me, it's good. Cos eventually it'll actually *annoy* Enola rather than please her.
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Jun 20, 2007 18:47:20 GMT
While Marcos starts drawing flowers for Jack Enola leaves her room and goes to the galley. To make diner for her and her son alone
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Post by Jacky on Jun 21, 2007 8:12:03 GMT
"Make it a big one." I advice him with a smirk, ruffling up his hair. Acting like a daddy.
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