Text Cut: Jeremiah
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Originally Posted by
JennMarie 
Whaa, but if he couldn't complain what would he DO!? eyeing her a bit he scooted away from her as she went to poke him."No poking then." he couldn't complain she couldn't poke. hmph! Grinning at her as she pulled her hair into a fake mustache he laughed at how silly she looked. "Oh it looks great, totally natural." heh, silly.
:3 HeLikedHoldingHerHand and he was glad that she didn't pull it away or anything cause he might of had to pull out all the sad faces if she did. She was smirking though he saw that and he squeezed her hand though. Stopit
"Nothing... no no no it's something." he shook his arm making hers shake in the process. "it can't be too serious." tell uss, or maybe he'd just go looking, heh.
Did he just giver her an ultimatum? He did, he really did. With a mock huff, Beverly rolled her eyes playfully. "Fine. You can complain whilst I poke you." If he hadn't noticed, her new favorite hobby was poking him. A legit hobby. Oh, and he liked her mustache. "One-hundred percent natural," she asserted. "I wonder...how'd you look with it..." Musing over this, she eyed him.
Nope. She needed a visual, so she moved her 'mustache' over to him. Raising an impressed eyebrow, she smirked some more. Heh. Jeremiah had a full on mustache.
Chewing on the inside of her cheek, Beverly wondered if the windows could open so she could throw the blasted thing out and forget all about it. "It's not serious, just...it's stupid," she mumbled, stubborn. It really was. Nothing to see.