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Post by Sevy Jon Christophyr on Oct 29, 2009 23:05:00 GMT -5
outfit He had arrived a few minutes early to the diner. Sophie was right, he couldn't missed it, even if he had tried. He parked his car, which looked really out of place out front, and walked inside. He sat down in a booth, awaiting Sophie, and orded a root beer. He sipped it slowly as he waited.
Tag: Sophie Status: Done Notes: Sorry it isnt good, and that the title is terrible. [/left]
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Post by Sophie Lynn Messings on Oct 29, 2009 23:15:30 GMT -5
Sophie had decided to walk to the dinner since it was so close to her home. She had even attempted to dress up a little but the thought of: who exactly are you trying to impress? crossed her mind. She couldn't let Sevy think that she was trying anything since in all honestly, she wasn't..nor would ever for the matter. She smiled lightly when he caught her eye, making her way over. "Hey," she greeted, slipping into the booth seat across from him. [/size]
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Post by Sevy Jon Christophyr on Oct 29, 2009 23:24:59 GMT -5
outfit "Hey Sophie long time no see. So what have you been up to?" He asked, moving his drink to the side. She looked nice, she'd changed, but probably just so that he was more comfortable. He'd changed aswell, but that was because he simply had that option. He picked up a menu, looking it over, smiling when he sw the various traditional breakfast foods, he simply loved breakfast for dinner. At that moment he was happy he'd listened to her and come her.
Tag: Sophie Status: Done Notes: Sorry it isnt good, and that the title is terrible. [/left]
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Post by Sophie Lynn Messings on Oct 29, 2009 23:35:40 GMT -5
Sophie grinned, picking up her menu. "Oh you know..reading," she said with a slight shrug and a smile. It was something she did often, very often actually. "You should try the French toast, it's got like a million calories but it's so worth," she laughed, skimming through the rest of the menu. [/size]
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Post by Sevy Jon Christophyr on Oct 29, 2009 23:46:07 GMT -5
outfit He thought about it for a moment, he was on a diet. But he didn't exactly need it. So why not?"You've been right about everything else so far, so french toast it is. And I should have known that you were reading." He smiled, taking a sip of his drink.
Tag: Sophie Status: Done Notes: Sorry it isnt good, and that the title is terrible. [/left]
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Post by Sophie Lynn Messings on Oct 29, 2009 23:51:54 GMT -5
Sophie laughed, even she knew she was slightly predictable over half the time. "You won't regret it, you're going to love it," she promised, ordering for the both of them, thinking that he wouldn't mind. "So how are you?" she asked the the waitress set her Coke on the table. [/size]
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Post by Sevy Jon Christophyr on Oct 30, 2009 0:04:25 GMT -5
outfit Normally he would have been upset if someone had ordered for him. But seeing as they were getting the same thing what did it realy matter? He shrugged it off, and refocused on her question. "I'm doing fine, still a tad anxious about my english paper, but I'll find something to read it." He told her, watching the waitress set Sophie's Coke down.
Tag: Sophie Status: Done Notes: - - - [/left]
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Post by Sophie Lynn Messings on Oct 30, 2009 0:08:24 GMT -5
Sophie took a sip of her Coke, and shrugged slightly. "I could help you if you want.." she offered, having no problem with helping him out if he wanted or needed her help. Of course she wasn't going to completely take over and do his whole paper, but she's help where it was needed. "Don't be nervous, you'll probably do fine," [/size]
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Post by Sevy Jon Christophyr on Oct 30, 2009 0:39:39 GMT -5
outfit "Ehh, thanks. I woulld probably do better that way, but i don't like getting help on such a big assignments, don't know why. Just don't." He said, watching as the waitress walked toward their booth, french toast towering over the plate, and his with a heaping helping of hashbrowns. Oh he loved harshbrowns....
Tag: Sophie Status: Done Notes: - - - [/left]
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Post by Sophie Lynn Messings on Oct 30, 2009 0:44:52 GMT -5
Sophie shrugged, "Suit yourself," she mumbled, breaking into a grin when their food arrived and taking in the wonderful aroma of cinnamon and fried potatoes. It wasn't the usual healthy stuff she ate but she loved it. [/size]
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Post by Sevy Jon Christophyr on Oct 30, 2009 0:49:57 GMT -5
outfit He thanked the waitress, and brought his fork down into the giant heap of fried potatos. They were salty, so he sprinkled on some pepper and squirted on some ketsup. Then he turned his attention to the frech toast. She was right the flavor was just amazing."I have to come here more often."
Tag: Sophie Status: Done Notes: - - - [/left]
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Post by Sophie Lynn Messings on Oct 30, 2009 0:55:07 GMT -5
Sophie laughed, beginning to dig into her hash browns. "You should, the people are always nice and the food is amazing. It's like the complete opposite of school," she said, chuckling at her own lame joke. She had to admit, this was a lot funner than she had expected and Sevy actually turnedd out to be a pretty cool guy after all. [/size]
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Post by Sevy Jon Christophyr on Oct 30, 2009 0:59:03 GMT -5
outfit "Yeah it is definately the complete opposite of school. Here is very laid back, no stess. Unless you are the one working.." He said, agreeing with her. He continued to eat, growing fuller with every bite. "So what where you reading?"
Tag: Sophie Status: Done Notes: - - - [/left]
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