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Post by Meadowlark on Dec 4, 2010 22:52:48 GMT -8
Munkstrap entered the store, he'd been kept a little late at work and knew he'd have to catch the later bus. They were running low on food in the house again, but really that was mostly just an excuse to stop by and say hello to Electra.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 4, 2010 23:15:44 GMT -8
Electra looked up from where she was figuring out a costumer's receipt, her eyes widening and then brightening when she saw Munkustrap. She turned back to the costumer at the counter, finishing their order and biding them good day before turning her gaze back to Munkustrap.
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Post by Meadowlark on Dec 4, 2010 23:17:21 GMT -8
He touched the brim of his hat to her as he made his way through the store, finding the things he usually bought. He knew it was what he could carry on the bus without too much trouble.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 4, 2010 23:18:54 GMT -8
"Hello," she said to him once the other costumers had left and he looked like he was coming back up to the counter. She grinned at him.
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Post by Meadowlark on Dec 4, 2010 23:26:50 GMT -8
"Hello." He offered her a smile. "And how has your day been?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 4, 2010 23:31:56 GMT -8
"It feels longer than it's been and I'm tired. How are you?" she asked, looking him up and down.
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Post by Meadowlark on Dec 4, 2010 23:33:43 GMT -8
"About the same as you are, from the sounds of it." He replied a bit wearily. Staying up late waiting for Tugger and then having a fight with him last night had not been conducive to a restful night's sleep.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 4, 2010 23:34:50 GMT -8
She came around the counter, leaning against it on his side, reaching a paw up and gently placing it on his cheek. "You look exhausted."
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Post by Meadowlark on Dec 4, 2010 23:38:38 GMT -8
He shrugged slightly, leaning into the touch very slightly. "I'm alright. A bit tired, but I don't know that I would say 'exhausted'."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 4, 2010 23:41:09 GMT -8
"Well, whatever you think you are, you look beat," she said, rubbing her fingers in small circles on his cheek.
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Post by Meadowlark on Dec 4, 2010 23:43:45 GMT -8
He closed his eyes for a moment, savoring the gentle touch, before he pulled away just slightly, brushing a loose strand of her hair back. "Thank you."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 4, 2010 23:46:38 GMT -8
She blushed slightly at the motion and smiled faintly at him. "For what?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Dec 4, 2010 23:48:01 GMT -8
"I..." He pause, considering. "For being a momentary pause in the insanity that is life?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 4, 2010 23:51:46 GMT -8
She smiled at that. "Oh, well then, anytime. You're welcome."
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Post by Meadowlark on Dec 4, 2010 23:55:33 GMT -8
He chuckled. His blue gaze drifted to the clock, half inclined to ask when she was closing up, but knew he should head home... "Careful, I may take you up on that."
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