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Post by Jacky on Jan 6, 2008 18:00:41 GMT
"Morning. No, not really." He yawned and reached for his glasses which he had put on the small table that was next to the sofa.
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Jan 6, 2008 18:04:44 GMT
"hm..slept nice? You know, we could have moved to my bed.." She smirked and sat up a little, playing with Mort's jumper. It looked dead-ugly on him and she'd rather see it coming of and burned  |
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Post by Jacky on Jan 6, 2008 18:15:50 GMT
(Jack?  ) "I'm a couch-sleeper though, so I had a great night." He smirked. "Yourself?" |
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Jan 6, 2008 18:21:11 GMT
(..where?  ) "good in your arms, though I'm not a couch sleeper so that was a different experience" She smirked, not knowing about Mort's endless days and nights on his sofa.. "..I should take a shower.." She said, and sat up "We could go into town to get breakfast when I'm done, all I have here is dry corn-bread" She explained. |
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Post by Jacky on Jan 6, 2008 19:05:42 GMT
"Sure, sounds good." He agreed, sitting up with her.
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Jan 6, 2008 19:13:32 GMT
"Kay, I'll be back in ten, if you want to wash up, there's a small washingtable in the bathroom below, it in the hallway" She pointed out and placed a small kissy on his lips before going up the stairs to take a shower.
In the meantime she left her whole livingroom unguarded...
There was a stack of Mort's books underneath the table and her laptop was on sleepmode..
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Post by Jacky on Jan 6, 2008 19:43:26 GMT
Mort rubbed the sleep from his eyes, surpressing a yawn. He spotted the laptop and was about to ignore it and go downstairs.. when suddenly a familiar voice sounded in his head. Dontcha wanna know what's on it, pilgrim?
He frowned slightly. "..No." He mumbled, hardly audible. "None of my business."
Maybe it is. You can check whether she's telling the truth about not writing that story. Just to make sure..
"Shut up, Shooter." He whispered, but his gaze was now settled on the computer.
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Jan 7, 2008 11:23:01 GMT
After ten minutes Carolina was done with showering, she put on some jeans and a simple black shirt and applied some make-up. Eventhough she still didn't care much for fashion she did wanted to look a little bit prettier than normally, for Mort's sake.
When she was done she opened the door of the shower and peeked outside into her bedroom.
She saw Mort standing extremely close to her laptop..
Without thinking twice Carolina turned the water back on, to make it seem as if she was still brushing her teeth or something. Then she went back to the door and spied on Mort, to see what he was going to do with her laptop.
She praised herself for making her new articles have a false name. Hopefully that was a good enough cover up for now.
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Post by Jacky on Jan 7, 2008 15:33:09 GMT
He knew he shouldn't do it. If he would, he'd give in to Shooter. He'd give in and Shooter would come back and stuff would happen again and he'd have to forget again just like he forgot that he ever killed..
..What?
..Killed?
No he didn't.
His throat ran dry though. He blinked twice to clear his mind.
He never killed a soul.
Slowly he sat down on the couch again, tearing his eyes from the laptop and looking at the opposite wall.
...Didn't you, Pilgrim?
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Jan 7, 2008 15:36:45 GMT
When Carolina figured that Mort wasn't going to do anything she would do she went back to turn the water off. She almost disappointed. It would have been easy to catch him in the act, it would make her look better and more reliable in the first place.. But that wasn't going to happen
does he not have one ounce of evil in him or what?
She went back into the bedroom "Hey" She smiled at Mort "Hope you didn't get too bored out here"
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