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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 4:00 pm
by madroswellfan
~~~~~MAX~~~~~
She sits back down looking akward. "Um...do you want a drink? I don't have any alcohol anymore....I tipped it down the sink....going t-total. But I have water....erm...cherry coke....and probably some half-off milk..."
Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 4:01 pm
by Dreamer_Dreaming
*Liz*
"Um...do you want a drink? I don't have any alcohol anymore....I tipped it down the sink....going t-total. But I have water....erm...cherry coke....and probably some half-off milk..." he offers a drink.
I nod, "cherry coke is fine thank you...."
Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 4:03 pm
by madroswellfan
~~~~~MAX~~~~~
"cherry coke is fine thank you...."
She doesn't even comment on the drinking thing. She was probably too worried about herself to realise my drinking problem...
I head over to the kitchen and get out two cherry cokes. I head back and hand one over to her. "Wanna watch tv or something?"
Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 4:07 pm
by Dreamer_Dreaming
*Liz*
He hands me the cheer coke, and I smile."Thanks" taking a sip, it taste nasty without the sauce but I don't respond to it. "Wanna watch tv or something?" he ask me.
I nod, "sure that would be nice" I said getting comfortable and taking off my shoes. "Is the game on? I bet 20 dollars the lakers are going to win" I smile pulling out the 20, not the 20 Max gave me, the 20 I get for saving up.
Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 4:10 pm
by madroswellfan
~~~~~MAX~~~~~
"Thanks sure that would be nice" she says as she gets comfortable.
"Is the game on? I bet 20 dollars the lakers are going to win"
I watch her and realise I didn't get tabasco....idiot....
"Yeah I think so" I say as I get up to grab it. I place it on the table in front of her and switch the tv onto the game. "But for the record...no way can that bunch of goons win!"
Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 4:14 pm
by Dreamer_Dreaming
*Liz*
Max get the sauce and I'm a little surprise he remember, so leaning over I pour some in my drink. I think look up at him and start agruing about the game. "No way in hell. How much are you willing to bet Mr. Evans?" I took a sip from my drink and smile at him.
"Now don't get scary now...." I laugh.
Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 4:16 pm
by madroswellfan
~~~~~MAX~~~~~
"No way in hell. How much are you willing to bet Mr. Evans? Now don't get scary now...."
I grin "Ok then...if they win....Ill do whatever you want for a day....but if I win...your all mine for 24 whole hours" I say. "What do you say Liz?"
Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 4:20 pm
by Dreamer_Dreaming
*Liz*
"Ok then...if they win....Ill do whatever you want for a day....but if I win...your all mine for 24 whole hours" I say. What do you say Liz?"he said.
"Your on" I said turn on the game, It was only 15 minutes to the game and doesn't look like the lakers are willing, danmmit.
"Come on..." I scream at the t.v.
Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 4:23 pm
by madroswellfan
~~~~~MAX~~~~~
"Your on"
And then we see that there sooo not winning.
Oh God....what if they don't win. Then what am I going to do! I have no idea what I want to do with my life! Let alone what to make Liz do
"Come on..." she screams
I swallow hard and think Come on Lakers...
I plaster a pretend grin on my face. "Get ready for 24 hours of my way..."
Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 4:37 pm
by FaithfulAngel24
*Maria* 
"No, I was thinking you were more of a...Britney Spears fan," He teases and I have to subdue the insistant urge to smack his arm. His grin widens and I just can't help but fall deeper into his gaze. I'm totally under his spell.
"But seriously, people would say I'm a bit...obsessed...when it comes to Metallica," He admits and I smirk loving that I'm getting to learn all his little quirks. I want to know all the small details that make him him.
Leaning over he turns up the volume and I smirk pleasantly. A man after my own heart. I've always held on to the theory 'If it's too loud you're too old.' Ths songs slowly comes to an end and I hate that it's over ,but I look forward to what could be next. Michael whispers softly,
"You know, it's sort of crazy how much we have in common." I'm a little startled by his choice of words.
"Crazy cool? " I ask insistantly.
"Or Crazy weird?"
Raising my head up so I could meet his eyes I burst out laughing at the song that had just begin.
"She was a fast machine
She kept her motor clean
She was the best damn woman I had ever seen [...that I, ever seen]
She had the sightless eyes
Telling me no lies [telling me my own line]
Knockin' me out with those American thighs"
"What do you think about AC/DC?" I question with a snicker.