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Originally Posted by Morgan
So, he didn't suggest it. But he did THINK it. Plymouth couldn't pick one of them to grin at, so he just kept going back and forth, back and forth. It's possible that he didn't remember why they were even THERE anymore. "I did the arm thing and she didn't like it too much," Plymouth told Cela, then WINKED at Daphne.
She stared before blushing. It seemed that blushing was something one did a lot when in the presence of Plymouth Morgans. Odd species of male they were. "It wasn't that I didn't like it," she squeaked, fiddling with her school uniform. Her tie was crooked. Her sweater vest was a bit too short. What was with her school shirt? When did it get so wrinkly?
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Originally Posted by Celly
"You can't? It's a secret?" well Cela could roll with that. Secrets. She winked conspirationally at Daphne and wriggled her hips a bit.
Then she pointed at Daphne's tummy in case her friend didn't get it.
Daphne frowned at Celandine's antics at first, wondering what she was getting at. What was she doing? Dancing? Why was she dancing in the middle of the corridor? What? Belly ache.
Dancing Belly Ache. Belly Ache Dance. Bel--Oh! "That's really not what I meant," she replied finally raising her hands in a gesture of innocence. "Really. I meant I wasn't keeping track of time."
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Originally Posted by Cela, Lovely Cela
"Oh she didn't?" Cela looked at Daphne in surprise, "What about your butt? I think, Daphne likes butts too. Eyes? Smile?" Celandine looked anxiously between Daff and Plym a few times and finally shrugged it off and skipped over to her bag.
She busied herself emptying things out on the table.
"I didn't say I didn't like it!" she spluttered, her neck matching the color of her cheeks now. "And what's with all these personal...information...being given out, Celandine!"
She stamped her foot. This was
so humiliating. "My likes and dislikes are mine to...to...give out at my own discretion!" She finished shoving her nose in the air, hands on her hips. So there. "And yes, I happen to like eyes and smiles. What of it?"
Daphne pretended the observing of posteriors was never mentioned.