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Erindipity · 03-15-2011, 08:11 AM

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Originally Posted by Tazenhani

One thing was for sure, this woman was a startling contrast to the silence he thought was going to have.

Protesting against not taking the chocolate was pretty much completely pointless, especially as she took it upon herself to stuff it in his pocket. An act which had his arms jumping up to his sides in surprise and ignorance of what she was doing. Thankfully, that made it easy for him to reach out and grab her arm when she did a trip-stumble.

Really, maybe if she took a moment for a breather between walking, talking and insisting, she wouldn't have broke those heels. Not that he could say that. "Pity." Was that polite enough? Hopefully.

Digging his hand in his pocket, he made to retrieve the chocolates. "Ms. Forrester, I really must protest...it's really kind of you but...they'll melt."

Pity? They were fabulous shoes... heels broken off of them all. Of course one of those heel breaking moments landed her a date with a lovely Groundskeeper so she didn't mind that ONE. Okay... focus, Anita.

o____O

He was STILL refusing her chocolate? And calling her Ms. Forrester? Anita's eye twitched slightly and her smile faltered just a tad. "They most certainly will not melt. And it is kind of rude to refuse a gift as such. And again call me Anita. Not Ms. Forrester. That makes me sound like an old lady," she pointed out. And she totally was NOT old. Yet.

Shaking her head slightly she looked back over her shoulder and then back to the boy. "Was that your Headmaster up there with you lot?" Anita asked with a tone of curiosity clear and present. He was smoking hot. Rawrr. Focus... FOCUS.

03-15-2011, 08:11 AM	#66 (permalink)
Erindipity DMT Mountain Troll Join Date: Jul 2009 Posts: 23,587 x8	Quote: Originally Posted by Tazenhani One thing was for sure, this woman was a startling contrast to the silence he thought was going to have. Protesting against not taking the chocolate was pretty much completely pointless, especially as she took it upon herself to stuff it in his pocket. An act which had his arms jumping up to his sides in surprise and ignorance of what she was doing. Thankfully, that made it easy for him to reach out and grab her arm when she did a trip-stumble. Really, maybe if she took a moment for a breather between walking, talking and insisting, she wouldn't have broke those heels. Not that he could say that. "Pity." Was that polite enough? Hopefully. Digging his hand in his pocket, he made to retrieve the chocolates. "Ms. Forrester, I really must protest...it's really kind of you but...they'll melt." Pity? They were fabulous shoes... heels broken off of them all. Of course one of those heel breaking moments landed her a date with a lovely Groundskeeper so she didn't mind that ONE. Okay... focus, Anita. o____O He was STILL refusing her chocolate? And calling her Ms. Forrester? Anita's eye twitched slightly and her smile faltered just a tad. "They most certainly will not melt. And it is kind of rude to refuse a gift as such. And again call me Anita. Not Ms. Forrester. That makes me sound like an old lady," she pointed out. And she totally was NOT old. Yet. Shaking her head slightly she looked back over her shoulder and then back to the boy. "Was that your Headmaster up there with you lot?" Anita asked with a tone of curiosity clear and present. He was smoking hot. Rawrr. Focus... FOCUS.