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Post by Meadowlark on May 11, 2011 22:05:59 GMT -8
"Huh? Oh...I guess.." He closed her door and went around to get in the other side, starting the truck up.
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Post by victoriousscarf on May 12, 2011 9:46:11 GMT -8
Her eyes followed him, and she frowned slightly, though she attempted to smooth it out. "Thank you for offering me the ride," she said when he got back in.
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Post by Meadowlark on May 12, 2011 9:47:34 GMT -8
He offered her a bit of a grin, "Y' welcome." He glanced at her as he pulled away from the curb, "Everythin' alright?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on May 12, 2011 10:47:06 GMT -8
She lifted a shoulder. "They're alright as they ever are," she said, and winced when she realized how vague that sounded. Wanting to shake her head at herself, she gave him the directions to her apartment.
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Post by Meadowlark on May 12, 2011 10:51:41 GMT -8
He followed the directions, pulling to a stop in front of her building. The carving felt heavy in his pocket, he should give it to her. "Clara?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on May 12, 2011 10:54:46 GMT -8
She glanced over at him. "Yeah?" Then, before she could think about it, "Would you like to come up, for coffee or something?"
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Post by Meadowlark on May 12, 2011 10:57:25 GMT -8
Jerrie considered for a long moment, he could do that, or he could go out and see if he could find some more work for today. He offered her a bit of a grin, "I'd like that, thanks."
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Post by victoriousscarf on May 12, 2011 10:58:55 GMT -8
She blinked at him a moment, eyes a bit wider than usual. "Alright," she said, nodding and getting out quickly, fumbling for the keys to the door.
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Post by Meadowlark on May 12, 2011 10:59:55 GMT -8
Jerrie shut off the truck and got out, following her quietly.
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Post by victoriousscarf on May 12, 2011 11:17:22 GMT -8
Getting the keys finally out and the door open, she lead the way up to her apartment. It was fairly small, but featured a living room and a kitchen area, as well as the bedroom which was closed off. At least she kept most of her weapons in the bedroom so nothing was laying out. The living room area was dominated by her piano, some music out on top of it.
Glancing back at Jerrie, she turned to slip into the kitchen after putting her small bag on one of the couches and taking her hat off, combing her head fur quickly with one paw.
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Post by Meadowlark on May 12, 2011 11:24:46 GMT -8
The southerner looked around, his eyes lighting on the piano before he went to lean against the kitchen doorframe. His paw closed around the carving in his pocket again, "It's a nice place."
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Post by victoriousscarf on May 12, 2011 11:35:31 GMT -8
"Thanks," she said, looking around her cupboards, finally locating the coffee and getting it down. "Would you like a seat?"
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Post by Meadowlark on May 12, 2011 11:42:25 GMT -8
"I..." He nodded slightly, settling down in a chair, "Thanks."
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Post by victoriousscarf on May 12, 2011 11:45:37 GMT -8
She bustled around for the moment, working on the coffee before finally turning back to him, unable to think of anything to actually say at that moment.
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Post by Meadowlark on May 12, 2011 11:53:45 GMT -8
He watched her quietly, his paw closing around the carving again, "I...." Cat, he was never this self-conscious about gifts, what was so very different here?
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