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Arianna and I Like Big Butts
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Feb 28, 2015 01:50PM
"Fine don't tell me" he walks away
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She sighed and ran a hand through her hair. She hopped down off the counter and stirred the chili again. Dreaming that it was done and tasted fine she grabbed the two dishes she had washed and filled them before following him back to the gym. "Hey." she greeted gently, holding the bowl of chili out to him.
She's sat down next to him and quietly ate
((Sorry in going insane at work))She bit her lip and then ate in silence as well. She wasn't sure what to do, because things could get really awkwsrd
"You've for nothing to be sorry for." she assured him giving him a small smile.
"You haven't done anything wrong." she told him
"Sorry for my towel coming of then"
"That wasn't your fault either." she smiled wider.
He smiled"I m guessing you liked when it happened."
"You might be good looking" she shrugged
"Might be?"he asked smiling wider
"Ehh." she took another bite of her chili
"You still hungry?" she asked knowing there was plenty left.
"Come on then." she stood, holding her towel close as she headed back to the home ec room. The dryer still had ten minutes on it but she popped it open and sighed when their clothes were dry. "Here." she tossed his clothes to him.
((I told him to post that phone died for a bit I put it on charger.))
Once he had left the room she let her towel drop and got dressed, having to do it slowly because her neck started bleeding again at all the movement. "Tyler!" she called as she pressed paper towels to her neck, her pants and bra the only thing she had on.
He runs in towel off seeing her neck bleeding he runs to her.
"You could have put pants on." she muttered wincing as she had to replace the paper towels. "Can you get the bag though?" she asked him
"You yelled my name and ok" he gets the bag and takes it to her."
"You'll have to bandage it again, seeing as I can't see." she told him smiling slightly.
"It hurts like a bitch." she frowned as the antiseptic stung. Forgetting he hasn't put his pants on she glanced down at her feet, her toes having gotten cold and then immediately looked at the ceiling, turning several shades of red.
"What are you smiling at?" she asked him
"Oh come on." she pouted, giving him puppy dog eyes.
"Please just tell me." she begged him
"I hate you." she pouted again
"Oh really? Enlighten me then as to how you think I feel about you." she challenged. She of course doubted that he'd ever get it correct.
You don't hate me that's what I know" he said unconsciously getting close to her.
"Wow, that's it? A whole month together and I don't hate you, good to know." she smirked
"Continue then." her tone was mocking.
"See, you don't know." she told him and turned to grab her shirt so she could put it on, every scar on her back visible.
