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Emmie wrote: "({Hannah}) wrote: "DEclan nodded"My thoughts exactly. All I ever do is add, subtract. Though admittedly more subtracting then adding, deviding and if I'm Really lucky, I can multiply the amount of..."
Declan laughed "Exactly!"
Josiah nodded fishing out some black sweatpants and a plain grey t-shirt.
"Here." he said throwing them on the bed. Walking to her side he shoved his hands in his pockets.
"Thanks," she said, snapping out of her reverie and kissing his cheek before picking up the clothes and holding them up herself, striking a model pose playfully. "You know me so well."
Declan saw the smile drop from her face as if it were a precious vase hitting the floor. "What?" he asked
"You'r welcome." Josiah smiled a little "I figured you were sick of all that freakishly clean white. I hate that room there. I would have rather been in the basement that Emmy was in than that one." he made a face.
"Funny," she murmured. "I said that to Emmy...she didn't agree." Salem chuckled and looked down at the clothes. "Where's the bathroom?"
"Of course she didn't." Josiah smirked a little "She's her and you're you. Emmy has been taught to be scared of the darkness in her. They just played on that there." he said without any emmotion.Declan's hand went up to hers
Shit
"I got into a fight last night." He said it was part of the whole truth
"They're a bunch of bastards," she said abruptly, ending the conversation as she undid the buttons on the shirt. Salem turned so she was facing the wall when she let the shirt fall. Well I did ask where the bathroom was. Oh well.
((Josephine stop Spamming! THanks))"I never said they weren't" Josiah told her grabbing a pillow and blanket and throwing them down the stairs.
She put the t-shirt over her head and didn't say anything. Salem slid the shorts off and stepped out of them, pulling the sweats on and tying the strings tight enough that they would not fall off her. They hung low on her waist. She bent and picked up the white shirtdress and the black shorts.
Josiah looked over at her"Want to burn them?" he asked nodding at the clothes. He had a second fluffy pillow in his hand, poised to toss it down the stairs.
"What?" Declan asked
Salem pretended to be elated; it wasn't hard. She dropped the clothes and pulled the comforter off the bed, laughing as she did so. Dragging it over to the stairs was funner than it had the right to be. She smiled at him and then threw it down the stairs.
((First contact! http://www.goodreads.com/topic/show/1...))((Which parts should I take?))
Declan looked at her
"Maybe I can help with the homework."
Josiah laughed and started going back downstairs
((I think ....ah I don't know. *laughs* Right when the lightsaber war ends? We'll change the other characters.))"Race you," she smirked, jumping down the stairs two at a time.
((lol my fave is Emmy shes lights a fire on her hand then thinks 'Just giving him[blaze:] something to look at' I mean really?! lmao))Josiah jumped the last six stairs and landed in the pile of bedsheets
((We have always been awesome, apparently. :D))"Ah you won," she laughed. "So where are we putting this stuff?"
((Apparently we ave been))Josiah looked at the fireplace
"Over there. We just gotta move the chairs." he said dragging the pillow and sheets behing him.
Declan nodded and kissed her gently
"What do you want to do?"
({Hannah}) wrote: "((Apparently we ave been))Josiah looked at the fireplace
"Over there. We just gotta move the chairs." he said dragging the pillow and sheets behing him.
Declan nodded and kissed her gently
..."
Salem pulled the comforter over and then dropped it so she could move a chair out of the way.
((*nod* But it's obvious why.))
((Now it is))Josiah pushed the chair to the far wall then moved back to the spot moving the books that were stacked there.
Emmie wrote: "Dani wrapped his arms around his neck.((I love Declan. He's like, an adorable bad boy.))"
Declan's arms were around her waist pulling her closer.((lol I know right?))
Josiah stepped back
"Ok. Go crazy." he said to her
She closed her eyes and focussed on clearing the space without making a mess. When she looked again, she laughed. "Yes!"
((sorry for the delay...I'm reading back. :D I love the animosity.))Salem smiled widely. "Thanks. I'm getting better at it."
((lol me too so it's all good. Ok Liv was once funny! "Why do we come across all the stupid ones" Liv asked sourlyEmmy laughed at that "Why do you always seem to like it?" just lmao))
"You'll get the hang of it sooner rather than later." JOsiah nodded looking at the clear groung
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"They're my clothes, that ok?" He asked going through it.
The upstairs looked like the down stairs in the was that every wall except one, which the bed was against had some sort of bookshelf of case on it. Even the desk that was under a large window resembled the one that was downstairs. One wall, the very back one had a window seat and had a perfect view of the valley that was there. Pictures and drawings were what covered that wall. Most of them Josiahs own works but some were from the few friends he used to have over the years. Like one he would never get rid of no matter how old and worn it got, it was him, his best friend Davin and the girl they were good friends(and secretly in love) with, Grace. They were all smiling and laughing and loving the freedom they had been granted, but it was not to last as Josiah learned. They were killed later that week, on a final job that they had been contacted with.