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Originally Posted by Shanners  When someone tapped her shoulder without saying anything, it usually made Haley clam up and panic about who it actually was, and then she'd spend the following few days considering moving countries, changing her name and her hair colour again. Luckily, when she turned her head to look who it was...she was greeted with Brad's face and she didn't mind being greeted with that and all. He was a good looking best friend. Nothing special of course. "I'm not hungry yet, B-dog." Because he would only disturb her when she was making lists if he was in grave danger, or wanted food. Obviously.
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And then that happened.
Haley's face contorted into all sorts of disgust and shock and will for him to stop, and then she looked generally horrified with his...display of....whatever that was. Tilting her head, Hales pulled on her hair trying to find some sort of...something to say. "You're a dead man walking." That was all she could manage.
No 'hey', no nothing. She had nothing. No witty response. No anything. She was even blushing ever so slightly. He'd just...danced and sang and there were most definitely wiggles there that she was not licensed to see between the hours of 9 and 5.
Absolutely horrified. Brad just stood there smiling like the idiot he was. Because he'd managed to anger and probably embarrass Haley and he was just now realizing how bad this was going to end for him. Hopefully she wouldn't kill him in a room full of witnesses.
"Come on Hales. Lighten up." Right. Because that was going to work. Brad had an idea of what might actually work. "Want some pepperoni pizza? My treat." Great big innocent please don't murder me smile.
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