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highjinx · 03-09-2009, 01:16 AM

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Originally Posted by Punk Rock Princess

Evolette bit her lip as the boy infront of her started to tear up again. OHNO. Please don't cry. Evolette hated to see a boy cry, even the little tiny ones. If he started to cry Evolette would not know what to do with herself.

Maybe she should have just let him bite her. At least then he would have been happy, and not on the verge of tears. Wait... what was she even thinking? Guh.

"Oooh." she said suddenly in realization. "Yes, that would make sense I suppose, seeing as I don't know any girl who actually carries her shampoo around school with her." Tucking stray hair behind her ear, she flipped the rest off of her shoulder, and then arched an eyebrow. "Oh yeah? What will you give me then?" she asked, curiosity piqued.

"Evolette McKenna." She added, eying the young boy, "What is your name?"

Rubbing his eyes yet again as to not make one tear drop come out of his eye at all, he tried to smile at the girl. As long she gave him some of her nice-smellin' shampoo, then it was all good. But like Willow's shampoo, wouldn't it have made him want to eat the shampoo bottle? Even worse, drink the shampoo itself. But the--Oh cinnamon, will you marry me? His mind went completely off-topic, people did say that if you liked something so much, why not marry it?

Cam's dream was to marry every shampoo bottle in the world, of course, more than one wife wasn't allowed so he'd have to file divorce papers for each of the shampoo bottle. Bleh. Ignoring the ideas in his mind, he suddenly tried not to breath by the sudden scent of cinnamon. Stronger.

The girl had flipped her hair. UGHHH.

He felt like putting his hand over his own nose, it was reeking. But it was reeking good. Did that make any sense? Right before answering the question, he made sure not to breath while speaking. "Well, ubb... I could always give you sub t-shirt or subthing. I dunno!"

Finally starting to breath, he tried to smile again. "My name's Cameron Karsten but you can call me Cam. So who're youuu? OOOH. OOH! I'll start off. I like sweets, candy, pillows, sweets, other stuufff. I don't like Dominic Denton, five year-olds with mustaches, clowns, rabies, and other scary stuffff!"

Did he just say Dom was scary?

03-09-2009, 01:16 AM	#219 (permalink)
highjinx Formerly: dingDong Mooncalf Join Date: Dec 2008 Posts: 7,801 Hogwarts RPG Name: Lola Jones Sixth Year	1/2 of the Poo Brigade MAN!BUGG<33 Quote: Originally Posted by Punk Rock Princess Evolette bit her lip as the boy infront of her started to tear up again. OHNO. Please don't cry. Evolette hated to see a boy cry, even the little tiny ones. If he started to cry Evolette would not know what to do with herself. Maybe she should have just let him bite her. At least then he would have been happy, and not on the verge of tears. Wait... what was she even thinking? Guh. "Oooh." she said suddenly in realization. "Yes, that would make sense I suppose, seeing as I don't know any girl who actually carries her shampoo around school with her." Tucking stray hair behind her ear, she flipped the rest off of her shoulder, and then arched an eyebrow. "Oh yeah? What will you give me then?" she asked, curiosity piqued. "Evolette McKenna." She added, eying the young boy, "What is your name?" Rubbing his eyes yet again as to not make one tear drop come out of his eye at all, he tried to smile at the girl. As long she gave him some of her nice-smellin' shampoo, then it was all good. But like Willow's shampoo, wouldn't it have made him want to eat the shampoo bottle? Even worse, drink the shampoo itself. But the--Oh cinnamon, will you marry me? His mind went completely off-topic, people did say that if you liked something so much, why not marry it? Cam's dream was to marry every shampoo bottle in the world, of course, more than one wife wasn't allowed so he'd have to file divorce papers for each of the shampoo bottle. Bleh. Ignoring the ideas in his mind, he suddenly tried not to breath by the sudden scent of cinnamon. Stronger. The girl had flipped her hair. UGHHH. He felt like putting his hand over his own nose, it was reeking. But it was reeking good. Did that make any sense? Right before answering the question, he made sure not to breath while speaking. "Well, ubb... I could always give you sub t-shirt or subthing. I dunno!" Finally starting to breath, he tried to smile again. "My name's Cameron Karsten but you can call me Cam. So who're youuu? OOOH. OOH! I'll start off. I like sweets, candy, pillows, sweets, other stuufff. I don't like Dominic Denton, five year-olds with mustaches, clowns, rabies, and other scary stuffff!" Did he just say Dom was scary? __________________ ______________________________________________lola jones currently in america