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Post by Drew Astor on Apr 10, 2011 15:25:04 GMT -6
"Oh. Right. Anyone want to get clean first?"  |
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Post by Hana Ishida on Apr 10, 2011 15:26:25 GMT -6
Hana blinked, and seeing that she was the only one who sat on the couch, she blush brightly.
"Ye-Yeah," She stood back up.
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Post by Trish on Apr 11, 2011 1:44:11 GMT -6
"Yes please," She said, who was standing away from the couch and was covered in multi colours -w-
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Post by Drew Astor on Apr 11, 2011 9:16:09 GMT -6
Drew tossed each girl a towel. "Okay...I suggest you put those somewhere they won't get wet."
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Post by Trish on Apr 12, 2011 0:39:02 GMT -6
"Thank you~" Trish said, wiping herself dry ^w^
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Post by Hana Ishida on Apr 12, 2011 16:30:34 GMT -6
Hana caught the towel, but just barely.
"Thank you!" She smiled at him, as she began to wipe herself.
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Post by Drew Astor on Apr 12, 2011 21:01:45 GMT -6
Drew threw his arms open. "AND NOW, LADIES, you may enjoy my Technicolor couch that his now dry." <3
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Post by Trish on Apr 13, 2011 0:42:04 GMT -6
"Okay~" Trish said, who placed her towel somewhere safe and sat down on the couch. "We did a pretty good job didn't we? <3"
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Post by Chero Aoyama on Apr 13, 2011 6:23:16 GMT -6
Chero laughed.
"Yeah we did."
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Post by Hana Ishida on Apr 13, 2011 14:38:07 GMT -6
Hana smiled at Drew with a nod, and a dropped the towel. She walked over to the couch and sat down.
"Um, yeah, even if I just showed up when you guys started to paint." She nervously chuckled.
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Post by Drew Astor on Apr 14, 2011 18:22:12 GMT -6
"Anybody hungry?" Drew headed tot eh kitchen, hungry himself.
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Post by Trish on Apr 14, 2011 23:56:57 GMT -6
Trish was really hungry. But she politely said, "I'm fine thanks."
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Post by Chero Aoyama on Apr 15, 2011 4:37:59 GMT -6
".......Have any cookies?"Chero asked.
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Post by Hana Ishida on Apr 15, 2011 5:57:21 GMT -6
Hana perked up as she said, "Oh, I am hungry. What do you have?"
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Post by Drew Astor on Apr 16, 2011 17:29:50 GMT -6
"Actually, no. I can bake some though. I've got everything here." He muttered something, an apron popping on his waist. "Anybody want to help?" Drew grinned. "And I think I have some fruit in the fridge, along with some..." He furrowed his brows. "I can't quite remember the name, but smack it before you eat it, alright? Preferably with a mallet."
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