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Post by Cian Mahoney on Jul 25, 2009 1:28:01 GMT -6
He walked in happy silence as he listened to her and nodded. "sounds like a good idea... " especially about the going home part. "No alcohol for you.. we should buy some chocolate milk.. no.. I already bought some. Its in the fridge at the flat.." He then stopped and laughed at himself. He kept referring to it has the flat or her flat. Oh well. "did you walk here?"
(damnit. I suck ass tonight. I want to purchase some happy muse. )
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Post by Pauley Morgan on Jul 25, 2009 11:31:41 GMT -6
Shaking her head, she held up the small key chain. "Nope. I took the bike. Want to ride with me? You can drive if you want." For some reason, she was ungodly happy. Perhaps it was the fact that her dream was finally going to come true. Whatever it was, she didn't care. As long as the feeling stayed.
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Post by Cian Mahoney on Jul 25, 2009 13:33:36 GMT -6
He laughed and shook his head. "Lettin' me drive is a bad idea. Mainly because I have no drivers o' any kind over here. Let alone a liscence for a bike. An' last time I drove one... I crashed it. I think I would feel better if you drove." He laughed again. That was pathetic. But he had never needed to drive anywhere. Rides had always been provided and public transport always served him well. Walking on a little more he looked at her. "Wha' do you hope for Pauley? Boy, or a girl?"
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Post by Pauley Morgan on Jul 25, 2009 14:02:17 GMT -6
They made their way back to the bike, still hand in hand. Pauley's laugh was genuine once he was done telling the story about the last time he drove. Now at the bike, she handed him the second helmet before putting her own on. "I don't care what gender our baby is. Just the fact that we are having a child is amazing." She straddled the bike and waited for him to settle in behind her before turning the bike on and backing out, heading home. Or what would be their home for a little while longer.
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Post by Cian Mahoney on Jul 25, 2009 18:52:47 GMT -6
He grinned at her as they neared the bike. He was glad that she wasn't picky. He knew a few people could be picky about it and he thought that was just rediculous. would it really matter? who gave a rip, he too was just happy that they were having a child. Be it male or female, or on the off chance both. He didn't care. He grabbed the helmet and strapped it on. mounting the bike behind her. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her before they took to the road. He really hoped that everything would work out okay in the end. Nothing at this moment in time could possibly ruin the day.
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