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Post by America on Oct 30, 2010 15:26:56 GMT -5
"That's in Europe," she gasped, "I love Europeans! My girlfriend's European!" she said happily. She'd gotten Australia confused with Austria.
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Post by newzealand on Oct 30, 2010 15:28:57 GMT -5
New Zealand who was shell shocked at the girls geography barely managed to make another sentence "W-what about your name, I don't believe I caught it?"
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Post by America on Oct 30, 2010 15:30:26 GMT -5
"Amelia!" she put her hand out, "I like to joke that my last name's Earheart, but it's actualy Jones," she pouted, "Boring, I know, but what can ya do, right!? What's your name, Mr. European!?"
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Post by Canada on Oct 30, 2010 15:31:52 GMT -5
Gretel, the American's friend, skipped up to her, popping her gum as she did so. She kept her hands in her red jackets pockets. "Yo~" she greeted. She noticed the guy she was talking to and stared at him for a few seconds. ". . . Who's the dude?"
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Post by newzealand on Oct 30, 2010 15:32:44 GMT -5
"Oliver" He shook her hand. "I have sister named Sophie".
((I decided to call the New Zealand's Oliver and Sophie, two of the most popular boys and girls names))
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Post by America on Oct 30, 2010 15:36:16 GMT -5
"Well he's a dude from Austria and his name is Ottis," she said, already forgetting his name even though he said it ten seconds ago. She beamed at Oliver, then put her arm through Gretel's and beamed up at him, "Wanna join us in shopping? I could totally use a dude's opinion, even though I have a girlfriend, I like to please everyone with my looks," she flipped her hair.
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Post by newzealand on Oct 30, 2010 15:37:18 GMT -5
"Sure, I don't mind".
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Post by Canada on Oct 30, 2010 15:39:20 GMT -5
"Whoo! Where to first?" Gretel asked, looking at Amelia.
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Post by America on Oct 30, 2010 15:39:49 GMT -5
"Oh happy day! Hear that Gretel!? I thought dude's didn't like shopping. Guess this one's like, the odd one out. Unless he's gay then it totally doesn't count. But he doesn't seem like gay type to me, but my gay-dar's always seriously off, yours is way better than mine. Do you sense any gayness?"
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Post by America on Oct 30, 2010 15:41:08 GMT -5
"Whoo! Where to first?" Gretel asked, looking at Amelia. "I'm hungry, I skipped breakfast this morning. Seriously not a good idea man," she patted her exposed stomach, "Food court." |
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Post by newzealand on Oct 30, 2010 15:41:17 GMT -5
New Zealand, who was going completely unnoticed, blinked at the pair.
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Post by Canada on Oct 30, 2010 15:43:47 GMT -5
Gretel looked back over at Oliver and just stared at him. After a few seconds she replied with, "He's a difficult one. I'll have to observe how he handles shopping." she said. Then raised her fist into the air. "Food court away!"
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Post by newzealand on Oct 30, 2010 15:45:39 GMT -5
"Food Court it is" New Zealand muttered following the pair.
((GTG, stupid time differences))
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Post by America on Oct 30, 2010 15:46:26 GMT -5
"Oh my god, I'm gunna get three slices of pepperonii pizza with 5 breadsticks and a Coke," she started to run, but stopped when she remembered what shoes she was wearing and slowed down. She tugged Gretel along and grabbed Oliver's hand and dragged them off.
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Post by America on Oct 30, 2010 15:47:12 GMT -5
"Food Court it is" New Zealand muttered following the pair. ((GTG, stupid time differences)) ((It's all right, we can just pretend Oliver snuck off for a bit.)) |
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