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Post by Cell on Feb 1, 2015 21:26:18 GMT -6
Cell looks down at the ripples in the water, then back up to Tiffany's crystal eyes.
"I don't think you can ever answer that really, you just kinda wake up one day and know that it happened. You just have to take a step and walk over the bridges you come to. Ya know what I mean?" |
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Post by Tiffany on Feb 1, 2015 21:33:14 GMT -6
"Kind of... do you believe everyone gets someone?"
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Post by Cell on Feb 1, 2015 21:36:28 GMT -6
Cell smiles as he sighs to himself.
"Yes Darling I do, which is actually kind of rare these days. What about you? Is your mister right waiting somewhere in the world?" |
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Post by Tiffany on Feb 1, 2015 21:40:10 GMT -6
"Only if he can deal with my job and my brother... so maybe... but not for awhile."
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Post by Cell on Feb 1, 2015 21:41:51 GMT -6
"Deal with your brother? Back in New York, forgive me but wouldn't that be easy to do from those many states away?"
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Post by Tiffany on Feb 1, 2015 21:48:40 GMT -6
"Oh you really don't know much about this little click so you Cowboy." She chuckled as she moved closer to him, causing the water to ripple more.
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Post by Cell on Feb 1, 2015 21:52:20 GMT -6
"I'm learning as I go along..."
Cell said as he continued eye contact as she moved closer.
"Which is...interesting to say the least. Why, is your brother not in the big apple?" |
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Post by Tiffany on Feb 1, 2015 21:55:52 GMT -6
"He's a consultant for modeling... and married to Damien. I believe you meet Steven when you first got here." By the time she was done talking she was right in front of him, nearly nose to nose.
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Post by Cell on Feb 1, 2015 22:07:38 GMT -6
The eye contact was met still, but his eyebrows raised slightly as he remembered the spunky entrance Steven made earlier.
"Oooh. THAT Steven."
His voice was raised with the surprise, but kept below a certain volume...she was too close to speak above a certain point. He didn't know what to do, keeping still as he stared at her.
"Would it be weird to say that explains a lot?" |
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Post by Tiffany on Feb 1, 2015 22:10:32 GMT -6
"How so?" She frowned at him... backing away a few inches.
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Post by Cell on Feb 1, 2015 22:15:32 GMT -6
He didn't want her to back away.
"Not in the bad way, Tiffany, it just explains why you are here. Non-tattooed and still as glowing as the rest of them. I don't know, it just seems to fit. Even if your entrances were opposites to say the least." |
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Post by Tiffany on Feb 1, 2015 22:19:01 GMT -6
"He's the Queen in his relationship, a bit high strung. He's not really an ass, he's a sweet guy.
He doesn't try to tell me who I can and can't date... but some guys don't take very well to him being gay."
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Post by Cell on Feb 1, 2015 22:23:41 GMT -6
"We're all people, same thing I've been telling you about fitting in here."
Cell begins to move forward, but only just. Stopping and shaking his head internally, Cell remains seated. Did she see it?
"I don't judge, not my place."
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Post by Tiffany on Feb 1, 2015 22:27:18 GMT -6
"Is your mind here Cowboy?" She noticed, the hesitation to move but the unwillingness to follow through. She's Seen The Motions In Many Of The Models... and some in men. Only the good ones at least.
She inched closer again... did that make her a horrible person.
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Post by Cell on Feb 1, 2015 22:34:44 GMT -6
"It would be hard to leave, darling."
Cell said, his nervousness floating into some unknown part of his mind. He smiled, but only half of his face.
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