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 Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 8:31 pm
"Well you don't smell too bad yet." Kyoya said playfully, while trying not to crack up too much. He put both his hands in his pockets and dug around a bit, finally coming out with a piece of scrap paper and a pen. "Creative writing I think."
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Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 8:35 pm
"Oh me too!" She grinned. "And uh...thanks for thinking i don't smell. It really means a lot. Right here," She pointed at her heart and faked getting all misty eyed.
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Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 8:45 pm
As she spoke, Kyoya leaned onto the table and scribbled a few things onto the piece of paper he had taken out of his pocket. "Really? So I'll see you there then?" He asked as he finished up writing and stuffed the pen back into his pocket.
He held the paper out to Ferris, "That's my dorm hall and number. And...my cell number." His cheeks flushed a light tint as he waited for her to accept.
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Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 8:50 pm
She smiled and took the paper from him before stealing his pen and his hand. She started writing her own information on the back of his hand, adding a little heart on the end of her cell phone number.
"Yeah, I'll see you there," She blushed.
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Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 9:00 pm
He looked down at his hand a smiled a little. It wasn't the first time he had gotten a girls phone number, but he still felt quite satisfied that he was able to so quickly. Though, they had spent the whole night and then breakfast chatting.
"Okay. Save me a seat." Kyoya said with a wink as he gathered his empty plate and headed towards the garbage. When he was finished with that he headed out of the cafeteria and towards his dorm.
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Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 9:03 pm
Ferris watched as he left, smiling to herself and looking at the piece of paper. Doing a little dance she stood up and threw away her own trash before heading in the opposite direction towards her own dorm. Her little dance turned into an almost full out footloose dance as she headed down the halls.
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