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Chris rubbed her back lightly, "Well, then? Forget about it. You said you just blurted it out."
"Hmm...I dare you to drink a shot of mustard and yogurt," he said, sming innocently.
Chris sighed, "Jas...what's wrong? I said it was fine," he said, shrugging.
Chris frowned slightly, shrugging, "It's fine...really," hr murmured, kissing her finger.
((;D))Chris sighed, and pulled her onto his lap, "It's fine, Jas..." he repeated, smiling weakly.
((whoops. never saw this post))Chris sighed, sitting down on the couch next to her, "It's find, Jas..." he said, shrugging nonchlantly.
"It's fine," he said, shrugging, staring at the door in front of him.
Chris nodded, "Yeah, I know..." he said, biting his lip harder, sighing lightly.
"Um...I dare you not to be mad at me..." he said, smiling weakly.
Chris shrugged, "Whatever..." he muttered, biting his lip, looking at the door.
Chris rolled hie eyes, "Uh hu. That's what I said about my knuckles..."-----
Matt sighed and laid down beside, "Sorry. But I don't want to do the dare."
Chris shook his head, wiping a droop of blood on her arm still, "Bad girl."----
Matt sighed and went outside, biting his lip.
Matt rolled his eyes, laying across the couch, smirking.----
"It's all good," he said, smiling, "She shouldn't what?" he asked, tilting his head to the side.
Matt shrugged, "I haven't kissed you before for years. I think I can deal with a few more."----
Chris smiled weakly, standing up, "It's fine. But you shouldn't kick your mom."
Matt smiled and shook his head, "Nope," he said, nonchalantly.
Chris nodded, "I'm fine. Nothing happened to me," he muttered, heliping her with the blood.
((;D))"Jas, don't," he muttered, pulling her mom up and pushing her out the door, "Just kick her out," he muttered, closing the door.
Chris glared, "Hopefully not like you she'll be totally fucked up," he snapped, "Such an ugly bitch. I can see Jas gets her looks from her dad."((ipod dying))
"You don't slap or grab my cheeks," he snapped back, pushing her hand away, "And never tell me what to do," he added, stepping away from her.
Chris narrowed his eyes slightly, pushing her hand away, "What's your problem?" he asked, standing up.
