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Post by Nathan Demir on Sept 12, 2013 16:06:47 GMT -5
I push the seatb ack both dogs were out and start up the walk, digging the keys out of my pocket before sticking it into the lock and twisting, pushing the door open. I step in, leaning over to unclip their leashes and roll them up, walking into the living room to put them onto the coffee table and look over at Zoey. "You can go through netflix, I'm going to get something to drink." I say with a small grin before wandering into the kitchen.
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Post by Zoey Martyn on Sept 13, 2013 1:31:29 GMT -5
Zoey managed to smile at him a bit, reminding herself to try and not be a royal bitch. He didn't have to invite her over..and she didn't have to be here. Swallowing a bit of escaping fear, she flipped on the tv and pulled up Netflix, begining to skim through it lazily. After a moment she made her way to the couch and sat down, curling her little body up in the corner, careful of her back. She pet Diesel gently as he passed by.
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Post by Nathan Demir on Sept 13, 2013 16:04:05 GMT -5
I pull open the fridge and pull out a soda to crack it open, pausing before deciding not to get Zoey anything- wouldn't she be afraid I'd drug her or something? Better not to risk it. I take a sip and wander back into the living room to plop down on the arm chair, looking over to where she lay, curled up on the couch. "You okay?" I ask softly, wondering if she was having a panic attack or something.
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Post by Zoey Martyn on Sept 13, 2013 21:40:22 GMT -5
Zoey lifted her head from petting the puppy and smiled at Nathan a bit. "Yeah, fine." She murmured, shoulders relaxing some at his soft tone. He seemed safe enough right now. She played with a lip ring slowly, sitting up and scooting closer to where he was sitting to hand him the remote. "You pick something," She insisted stubbornly, though a bit playfully so she wouldn't come off as rude.
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Post by Nathan Demir on Sept 14, 2013 17:53:53 GMT -5
I watch as she scoots over and I reach towards the couch to take the remote from her. "Fine." I reply with a shrug before flipping through movies. I finally put it on Now You See Me and lean down to pull my boots off and put them to the side before sitting back up and huffing as Cara promptly jumped into my lap. "Hey." I coo softly, petting her with a grin before she licked my hand and jumped back down.
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Post by Zoey Martyn on Sept 15, 2013 12:54:47 GMT -5
Sort smiled as Cara jumped into Nathan's lap. It was sweet, honestly. She learn back and unfurled from how she had been laying all curled up. "Mm.." She sighs softly. She wanted to ask if he had any booze, but wasn't sure how he might take that.
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Post by Nathan Demir on Sept 15, 2013 14:04:29 GMT -5
I glance over at her as she stretches out on my couch and I take a sip of my soda, trying to think of a way to make Zoey more comfortable. "Uh, you want something to drink or..?" I ask, glancing over at her before looking towards the TV again.
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Post by Zoey Martyn on Sept 15, 2013 15:54:36 GMT -5
Zoey chewed uncertainly onn a snakebite, debating, and finally gave in. "Sure, what do you have?" She sat up a little bit and ran a hand through her hair, playing with the back of one of her dimple piercings with her tongue.
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Post by Nathan Demir on Sept 15, 2013 16:04:03 GMT -5
I shrug as she replies and I get to my feet. "You can come look, get whatever you want." I offer, smiling at Zoey before starting into the kitchen to pull open the door to the fridge and peer inside. "There's Dr Pepper, Mountain Dew, Monster, water, uh.." I start, shrugging my shoulders a bit as I look back at her.
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Post by Zoey Martyn on Sept 15, 2013 16:11:59 GMT -5
His smile broke that last bit of lingering hesitance towards accepting anything from him, and she got up and followed. Standing next to him she felt extremely short. She peered into the fridge and held her breath a moment, drawing up the courage to be defiant if she needed to be as she snagged a bottle of alcohol.
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Post by Nathan Demir on Sept 15, 2013 16:14:10 GMT -5
I raise my eyebrows a bit as she grabs a bottle before mentally shrug my shoulders. If Zoey wanted it, she could have it. I let the fridge door shut and I start back into the living room to plop down down on the recliner and reach for my soda to take a sip, looking over at her.
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Post by Zoey Martyn on Sept 15, 2013 16:21:34 GMT -5
Zoey glanced at him, almost apologetically, perhaps ashamed. Se sat back down on the sofa and cracked the bottle open with ease, taking a swig and relaxing at the burn down her throat. That was more like it.
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Post by Nathan Demir on Sept 15, 2013 16:24:05 GMT -5
I watch as she opens the bottle to take a sip and I shake my head a bit, feeling like a wimp or something as I take another drink of my soda. "You're gonna share, right?" I finally ask, putting my can on the coffee table before reaching over for her to hand the bottle to me.
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Post by Zoey Martyn on Sept 15, 2013 16:26:49 GMT -5
Zoey glanced at him in surprise and the corners of her mouth twitched up into a slight smile when he reached out. She passed the bottle his way quietly, tucking her feet under herself.
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Post by Nathan Demir on Sept 15, 2013 16:30:23 GMT -5
A lopsided grin crosses my face as my hand closes around the bottle and I bring it to my lips to take a gulp before handing it back to Zoey, not wanting to seem selfish or whatever- and she had got it first. "Thanks." I mumble, a soft blush crossing my face as I look towards the TV.
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