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Post by America on Oct 16, 2010 22:30:15 GMT -5
She smiled back and looked at America, "Is that your girlfriend, dear?" America coughed awkwardly, "No, not at all," he laughed, "You know I have a boyfriend." "Oh! Right, right, sorry," she laughed a little.
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Post by Vietnam on Oct 16, 2010 22:33:32 GMT -5
"I have a boyfriend too." Vietnam said to her kindly, "And I wouldn't go out with him." she motioned to America and smirked at him.
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Post by America on Oct 16, 2010 22:35:20 GMT -5
"Oh please. You WISH you had someone like me," he smirked right back and the elevator stopped. He asked her to hold the door again as he brought Ms. Harrison to her room and set her groceries down. He came back and got in the eleator with her again.
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Post by Vietnam on Oct 16, 2010 22:37:04 GMT -5
"Oh no I'd shoot myself-" then she paused, "Hm, I am actually."
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Post by America on Oct 16, 2010 22:39:19 GMT -5
"You are what?" America asked as the elevator began to move again.
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Post by Vietnam on Oct 16, 2010 22:40:25 GMT -5
"Dating someone like you... ew." her eye twitched erratically.
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Post by America on Oct 16, 2010 22:45:07 GMT -5
"Oh please, I'm like, three times more awesome than Korea," the doors opened and America walked to the last room, and opened it, "This is the part of the building that's mine." When you walked in, immidietly to the right was an arch to a small kitchen, and that had an opening in the wall apove the counter that was to the living room, that only had a couch, a TV, and a table in it. if you walked furter it would be the gues bedroom, and across from it the bathroom, then at the end was the last door where America's room was.
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Post by Vietnam on Oct 16, 2010 22:49:14 GMT -5
"Dude, this room is the size of my house!" she ran in and looked around in awe.
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Post by America on Oct 16, 2010 22:53:26 GMT -5
He smiled gently. This was probably the smallest of all his "homes" of course he wasn't going to tell her that. His room was rather childish. He had an original flag from before his revolution handing above his bed (the British flag and the 13 stripes), and on the opposite wall his rebel flag. He had a shelf with various stuffed animals on it, and underneath it books by random American authors (that was once alphebatized, but is no longer). His nightstand had some empty Coke cans from the previous night, a blue lamp, and a superman alarm clock. He had superhero figures on his windowcill and some pictures hanging up of him and Canada, and a few past presidents that came from New York. Handing on his closet door was one of those flags you get at Niagara Falls that had the American and Canadian flags mixed.
((Sorry. I'm in a discriptive mood >_<))
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Post by Vietnam on Oct 16, 2010 22:58:33 GMT -5
"Cute room," Vietnam poked her head into his bedroom, "It look's like a little kids, can I barrow a jacket?"
((lol that's okay))
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Post by America on Oct 16, 2010 23:01:43 GMT -5
America blinked and walked into his room, "Oh, yeah," he smiled and threw her some jeans, a belt, and a thick black jacket.
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Post by Vietnam on Oct 16, 2010 23:05:24 GMT -5
"You have stuff for a women in your closet?" Vietnam caught the cloths, "Either your not all gay or someone has a fetish." she laughed loudly as she marched into the bathroom across from the bed room.
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Post by America on Oct 16, 2010 23:09:40 GMT -5
"They're MY clothes >_< Which is why I gave you a belt," he flailed his arms. He pulled out a long sleeve and his bomber jacket. He shut the door to his room and changed quickly, sloppily folding his suit on the corner of his bed.
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Post by Vietnam on Oct 16, 2010 23:14:45 GMT -5
"They better be clean!" she sang, then walked out of the bathroom and began shifting through the fridge.
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Post by America on Oct 16, 2010 23:17:31 GMT -5
"'Nam I'm too gay not to clean my clothes," he joked and shut his bedroom door with his food and walked to her, before putting a hat that read "I *Heart* ((I can't make it on my keyboard D: )) NY" on her head and snickered.
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