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((school...))Chris nodded, biting his lip, "Why?" he asked, looking down at her side.
((grr. there's a possibility i'm deleting my account...actually 85% of my mind is made up...))Chris sighed slightly, "Why are you crying?" he asked, raising his eyebrows.
Chris frowned, "Why are you kicking? And what hurts?" he asked curiously, tilting his head to the side.
"Jas! Why are you crying?" he asked, slipping her onto his lap, hugging her to him.
((x]))Chris rolled his eyes, pulling away from her, "What a bitch," he muttered, pouting.
((haha, shuttup))Chris smiled and rested his head on her her head, "Your hair smells good," he joked.
((yes xP))Chris rolled his eyes, "Yeah, right! And that's not gonna change anything," he said, smirking.
((hehe, yes! i won, i won, i won!))Chris smirked, "Nu uh. I love you way, way, way more than you love me."
((no! you called smartest. i called smartestestest))Chris raised his eyebrows, shaking his head slightly, "How's it obvious? I love you way more."
((nu uh! I'm the smartestestest!))Chris smiled and shook his head, "Nope, I do. And that's never gonna change."
((haha, yeah right! i'm the smartest))Chris shook his head, "No you don't. I do," he said, smirking. ((brb. gonna go take a shower))
((lol, any time. but i'm smarter ;)))Chris chuckled softly, pulling her close to him, "I love you more."
((yes, very smart xP))Chris pouted more, looking down, "You're such a meany..." he muttered.
((lol, nicee))Chris chuckled softly, "It's not fair. I actually wanted some," he said, pouting.
((haha, why? they're not my fav team. but i just didn't want the saints to win))Chris frowned, pouting, "Great," he muttered, plopping down on the couch.
((SAINTS SUCK!))Chris smirked, "Yummy," he said, smiling, "Can you please me where there's more?"
((haha, nicee. omfg. i'm like pissed. i can't believe colts lost!))Chris narrowed his eyes slightly and threw the can aside, walking back to the couch, "Jerk."
((:/ i dunno...it just hurts...a lot :( ))Chris raised his eyebrows and grabbed the can, spraying some in his mouth.
((D': i know...))Chris followed her to the fridge, leaning on the counter, "Is that suppose to be the hint?"
((he went to see a movie with a girl...and they made out...the girl told me))"Ugh. Give me a hint," he begged, pouting and standing up.
