B.L.’s Comments (group member since Dec 15, 2012)

B.L.’s comments from the A Wild in Colbie group.

(No i mean they've been together for almost a year, and then maybe she is 2 or 3 months along before she finds out and tells him x)

Cas gives him the same look right back, "I did" she says with a shrug, no hesitation, "But i'm not very good at the damsel in distress thing irish boy".

(I was thinking more about 5, just so they are more commited, and yeah i will, but not tonight x)

(Yeah i love it x. How long you want to ff before she finds out?)

(We coud do cheating but i feel like Audrey and Soren are the commitment forever type of couple. I say either memory or pregnancy, and we should ff to like maybe a goodway into their relationship. Eventually we could do the whole marriage thing too, possibly x)

(Well, there are a few options, that i shall list.
-Pregnancy
-Car crash
-Memory loss
-Death of parent
-Cheating
-Past lovers
-Mental health issues
-Crimes)

(yes pleasey x)

(ok x)

Xander rolls his eyes at the look on his older brother's face, although this time his brother has very good reason to be pissed. Xander is pissed off with himself, for letting his guard down, forr letting himself go like that, with a girl like Kylie. And now looking at her feels like being stabbed, no it's worse, Xander knows what being stabbed feels like, and ironically that reminds him of exactly why what he did was so wrong. But fuck it if he was going to let his brother see that.

Damien watches them get out of the car, Xander has the usual smirk in place, but it seems somehow forced. Damien doesn't care, he's just so pissed off about him leaving, and more importantly taking Kylie with him. When he gets close enough Damien all but shouts "what the FUCK Xan?".

Cas turns her gold eyes on him and smirks, "I don't cry. I only have to major emotions, i'm either pissed off or i'm being fucked, and i like to keep it that way Irish boy."

(yeah x)

(Shmagical and Smarvelous x)

"Whatever you say irish boy." answers Cas, she hears Jack shout from storage "Fucking hell Cas, i swear you'd better be working when i get out there". Cas rolls her eyes and leans her hip on the counter, she crosses her arms under her chest, she starts to wish she'd brought her biker jacket with her. Usually wearing as least as possible pisses off Jack and that is satisfying to Cas, but today she was getting the impression that he might just fire her if she pushes it too far, "I LOVE you too Jacky" she calls back.

(The dictionary of the bokishly insane, oh yes i do believe i've found it too next to yons and yapperdoodle )

can you?

(Yeparrooo....thats STILL not a word x)

"I think you will find I am the bar woman, YOU are meant to tell me your problems, not the other way around irish boy" says Cas, hand on hip.

(Where you want to go?)

(A lot of my mates are boys and they are all like my-stupid-protective like brothers. I want to hit them most of the time, possibly with tap shoes ;)

yeah lets do it x

(Want to shake it up a bit? Like really go dramatic stylie x;)