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Post by The Green Writer on Oct 6, 2017 20:00:33 GMT -5
"And how'd you like that?" Dean asked, eyeing the fried pickles and ranch curiously.
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Post by The Green Writer on Oct 7, 2017 11:35:41 GMT -5
He attempted one, picking it up, dipping it in, and bit into it. The flavor was...peculiar, not a bad taste. "Hmm, interesting."
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Post by thejewelthief on Oct 8, 2017 13:31:38 GMT -5
Leighton sat down in the subway, having already gotten his sandwich and drink.
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Post by The Green Writer on Oct 8, 2017 16:19:04 GMT -5
Dean tried another one, and then another. "Hmm," He took another drink and then ordered a scotch.
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Post by The Green Writer on Oct 8, 2017 16:43:02 GMT -5
"What, you don't have your own food?" He teased
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Post by The Green Writer on Oct 9, 2017 12:06:46 GMT -5
He chuckled. Taking another one, he waved it in front of her face.
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Post by The Green Writer on Oct 9, 2017 12:26:14 GMT -5
"Go on, do it." He grinned at her
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Post by The Green Writer on Oct 9, 2017 12:37:34 GMT -5
Dean grinned at Owl, taking another sip from his scotch. "Is it a bad idea if I kiss you?"
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Post by The Green Writer on Oct 9, 2017 13:16:05 GMT -5
Taking that as a yes, he leaned forward, and Dean kissed her.
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Post by The Green Writer on Oct 9, 2017 13:31:54 GMT -5
(Lol gotcha, Green hasnt had a romantic life for a while)
Dean separated from her and took another drink of his scotch.
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Post by The Green Writer on Oct 9, 2017 13:40:31 GMT -5
(Oh congrats! Sorry that the romance isnt there[no idea how to say it])
Shooting a smile at Owl, Dean munched on another fried pickle. "So, kiss many blokes?"
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Post by The Green Writer on Oct 9, 2017 17:57:02 GMT -5
"Well," Dean started, "Can't call the woman right or wrong. But I can guarantee that I am no Prince Charming."
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Post by The Green Writer on Oct 9, 2017 20:14:58 GMT -5
"I'd say that makes this perfect." He leaned forward again, a playful smile on his face and a mischievous twinkle is his hazel eyes.
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Post by The Green Writer on Oct 9, 2017 20:50:04 GMT -5
He savored it. It felt like a bad pop song, but the Scot didnt care.
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Post by The Green Writer on Oct 9, 2017 21:07:18 GMT -5
"I've kissed all sorts of people, blokes, lasses, but have to say this, you're definitely one of the best." Dean winked and took another sip of his scotch and the last fried pickle.
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