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Post by Raven on Dec 15, 2016 11:25:09 GMT -5
Paul jumped over his backyard chain-linked fence. He had just been put into another foster family and decided he might as well scope out the area. Rose had said that he could go anywhere, as long as she told him and he stuck to the streets. She wanted one of the younger kids to go with him but he refused,wanting to be by himself for a bit.(Open, older teen,gay)
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Dec 15, 2016 12:30:43 GMT -5
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☃️IC:☃️ Norman hadn't been so sure about the neighborhood for the first few months they had been here, having been used to the noisy, busy, over populated city, however...this was nice. Peaceful. So the short redhead could quite honestly say he had adjusted to it now. Plus they actually had a house and not just an apartment anymore which was also good, especially since it came with a nice backyard. Currently Norman was walking the family dog, a big Black and Tan Great Dane named Mel, who needed to get out anyways.
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Post by Raven on Dec 15, 2016 12:42:47 GMT -5
Paul had been surveying the surrondings. The neighborhood looked a lot safer than his older ones, and at least he could live without fear of getting jumped. The house he had lived in was pretty big too, and he actually got his own room. He supposed he had a perk to being one of the oldest kids living there, even if he was new. He smirked as remeber his unfortuanate sibling getting kicked out so he could have it. Paul had offered to share, but Rose just shook him off, saying he would get tired of having a fifth grader in his buisness. Paul felt a little bit bad for her, the only woman in a house of eight boys. He paused as he saw a boy walking towards him with a huge dog on the leash. He bit his lip, thinking if it would be weird if he asked to pet it. Deciding he had nothing to lose, he waved to the guy, "Can I pet your dog?"
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Dec 15, 2016 12:45:57 GMT -5
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☃️IC:☃️ Norman paused as someone spoke and he quickly looked over to see a guy waving, he glanced back over at Mel and gently tugged on the leash to get him to sit so he wouldn't try to topple the poor guy over or something, and then he nodded over to him. "Oh...sure, he's very friendly," he assured and patted the dog on his head briefly before smiling over at the stranger, he didn't recognize him though and Norman made a mental note to memorize everyone in the neighborhood, both by name and face....So he must be new.
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Post by Raven on Dec 16, 2016 18:27:10 GMT -5
Paul knelt down the pat the Dane on the head. He stood up and paused for a second, before remembering his manners. he ungraciously stuck his right hand out. "Oh,right, I'm Paul.Ummm, I just moved here in Rose Donner's house. Or rather with her." Explaining he was in foster care was always odd, and he tended to leave that for the other person to figure out.
{Sorry if my replies are odd, I, sick and not feeling to great at the moment.}
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Dec 16, 2016 20:54:21 GMT -5
☃️OOC:☃️ It's fine.
☃️IC:☃️ Norman shook his head and offered a warm smile. "I see, well welcome to the neighborhood Paul, I'm Norman Walters, I love in the yellow house down the street, can't miss it," he explained, purposely glancing over at said house that could be seen in the distance.
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