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Post by cleansesong on Nov 15, 2009 16:55:53 GMT -4
"I'm sorry, am I making your headache worse? I can stop talking. Well actually, I probably couldn't stop talking completely, but I can try." Della said, biting her lip softly as she looked up at Briar. "You should sit down." She advised, pointed to the other side of the table for Briar to join her in sitting and enjoying the lovely fruits that she had purchased. If there was one thing she loved, it was fruits. And food in general, except for brussel sprouts. They were the one thing she couldn't handle. "So whats your favourite fruit?" She asked bluntly, a grin on her face.
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Post by River on Nov 15, 2009 17:08:13 GMT -4
Briar shoved aside her discomfort at being in such a public place and sank into the chair. "I don't know, never really thought about it. Probably...grapes, I guess." She managed a small smile in Della's direction. "Don't worry, you aren't making my headache worse." The more Della talked, the less Briar would have to fill the silence with small talk. She definitely wanted Della to keep talking.
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Post by noelleblanchard on Nov 15, 2009 17:15:52 GMT -4
Noelle pushed through the heavy metal doors of Four Oaks, getting admiring glances from the boys, and some envious ones from the girls. She scanned the room with her Turquoise eyes and spotted a familiar auburn head. She made her way to Briar, in her natural confident strut, and without even asking, plopped down in the seat next to her.
"Hey Briar,"
She said with a smile and noticed they weren't alone. She looked at the girl and smiled.
"Oh, hey. I'm Noelle."
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Post by cleansesong on Nov 15, 2009 17:16:55 GMT -4
A grin overcame Della's face again as she nodded. "Grapes are good, but which type? I personally like the green ones, but the reddish ones are nice too. Did you ever wonder why they're called grape when grape means purple and some grapes are green? It's weird!" She exclaimed, laughing. "I'm glad I'm not making your headache worse, I hate when people talk too much and make mine worse. If I start to bother you, let me know okay? Some people can't handle my pep.." She said, her smile faltering for a moment but then returning. "It's all good though, if they can't handle me, they aren't worth it."
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Post by River on Nov 15, 2009 17:17:23 GMT -4
"Hey," Briar nodded at her roommate, pleased to discover that her headache was beginning to ebb a bit. "You get unpacked?"
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Post by noelleblanchard on Nov 15, 2009 17:18:34 GMT -4
"Barely."
Noelle said, reaching over to take a strawberry and popping one in her mouth, grinning.
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Post by cleansesong on Nov 15, 2009 17:18:41 GMT -4
"Oh hello!" As another girl came and joined them, Della smiled brilliantly at her, sticking out her hand to shake the girls. "Della, pleasure to meet you Noelle!" She said cheerfully, picking up a piece of strawberry and chomping down on it. Once she finished chewing, she looked back upand Noelle. "We were just discussing our favourite fruits, whats yours?"
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Post by noelleblanchard on Nov 15, 2009 17:23:07 GMT -4
Noelle winced slightly as she shook the girls hand. Della was a little too cheery and Noelle had a huge hang over from last night. She wasn't one to drink alone, but she had a bottle of Dom perignon and a lot of time on her hands last night. Of course, no one could tell she was hungover. She ran her fingers through her dark ash brown hair and looked at Della, an amused glint in her eyes and her coral pink, bow shaped lips curled up in a smile.
"Definitely strawberry's"
She said, reaching over to grab another.
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Post by River on Nov 15, 2009 17:26:09 GMT -4
The corner of Briar's mouth twitched into a brief, half-smile, watching the two of them. They were quite amusing, the two of them together. She had nothing to say, so she sat back and listened.
((Ugghhh, somebody needs to smack me for the short posts. >.<))
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Post by noelleblanchard on Nov 15, 2009 17:28:17 GMT -4
((smack's River. Hope I helped ;]))
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Post by cleansesong on Nov 15, 2009 17:29:21 GMT -4
Della giggled at Noelle's face after shaking her hand. "Am I giving you a headache too? I'm sorry. I tend to do that sometimes. I just get so excited, you know?" She giggled again, a grin on her face as Noelle stated that her favourite fruit was strawberries. "Mmm, good choice! Have you ever been strawberry picking? I haven't but I really want to at some point. It seems like a cute thing to do with a boyfriend or something.." She laughed softly, a small smile on her face. "But I don't have a boyfriend to pick strawberries with, oh well!"
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Post by River on Nov 15, 2009 17:30:57 GMT -4
((Somebody say/do something, we're kinda dying here...))
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Post by noelleblanchard on Nov 15, 2009 17:33:55 GMT -4
"Not strawberry picking, but I've picked wine grapes in my vineyard in France."
Noelle said, nibbling into the strawberry. At the mention of France, Noelle felt a longing to go back there to experience life again. When Della mentioned boyfriends Noelle smiled, remembering all the fun and wild adventures she had in Europe that whole year. All the boys she met.... A shiver went down her spine and she finished eating the strawberry. Although Noelle had many... 'boyfriends' she has never been in love. And was saving herself for the one she loved.
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Post by noelleblanchard on Nov 15, 2009 17:34:52 GMT -4
((please excuse my last post. it sucked x]))
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Post by cleansesong on Nov 15, 2009 17:37:52 GMT -4
"Ouu, france? Is it pretty there? It sounds like it would be pretty. Did you wear berets? I like berets. My friend brought me back one from Paris, and it was adorable. And yellow. I love yellow!" She exclaimed, a grin on her face as she tilted her head a bit and remember all of the silly crazy things she had done in her past to get a boy's attention.
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