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Post by Alec Phillips on Oct 21, 2007 16:43:07 GMT -5
He laughed as he looked at his carpet. No, I just wanted to hang out. Hmm, how about we hit a coffee shop then it'll be about time I can show you my suprise.
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Post by Isolde Montez on Oct 21, 2007 16:48:36 GMT -5
Isolde smiled and looked at him and noticed that he loked dow at the carpet. She smiled and nodded, Yes that would be nice!! She looked at him and nodded for the second part.
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Post by Alec Phillips on Oct 21, 2007 16:52:49 GMT -5
He smiled and led her out of the room. He smiled as he closed his door behind him, turning off the light. He walked down the stairs, Isolde shortly behind. They walked until they reached his of 68' Camero. Its not the best, but it get me too and from. He smirked. Truth be told he never used the car, if he needed to get somewhere he'd simply change into a bird or whatever. He looked at Isolde he wasn't feeling like himself, it was time to raise a little hell.
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Post by Isolde Montez on Oct 21, 2007 17:01:10 GMT -5
Isolde smiled and followed him as they walked down teh stairs. She smiled, hinking how cute he was. She walked with him to his car. Oh it's cute!! She smiled and got into the car.
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Post by Alec Phillips on Oct 21, 2007 17:05:43 GMT -5
He didn't comment on his reaction, if were too it would be something alongs of 'What are you smoking?' He smiled as he pealed out of the Estates driveway and onto the open road. He looked left to right before turning in the direction of the coffee house. Out of his speakers came alternative music, something he truley couldnt' stand. It seemed to him that Ruth had used the car recently. He turned to Isolde. You can change it if you want. He pointed in the direction of the radio.
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Post by Isolde Montez on Oct 21, 2007 18:06:22 GMT -5
Isolde looked at him then at the radio. She looked at him then reached for the knob, changing the stations and finally setting on a song called Stripped. She smiled she loved that song.
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Post by Alec Phillips on Oct 21, 2007 18:09:48 GMT -5
Alec smirked at the song that flooded the radio's speakers. He looked at Isolde and laughed. Do you dance? He smiled, its someplace he wanted to take her. But he wanted her to fit in or be comfortable there. Meaning she had to like to dance. He turned the corner on the coffee shop and parked the car cutting off the song he smiled and looked at Isolde he rested his hand on hers for a second before stepping out and getting her door.
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Post by Isolde Montez on Oct 21, 2007 19:54:09 GMT -5
When he asked her if she danced she looked at him, a smile on her face. Of course!! Do you dance? She smiled and got out of the car when they reached the place.
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Post by Alec Phillips on Oct 26, 2007 15:40:51 GMT -5
He smiled. Then I have just the place. He took her hand and wakled into the quaint coffee shop, the smell of rich mocha and whipped creme filled the air. He glanced at Isolde then walked up to the cashier. Number 3, no whip creme. And for you? He looked at Isolde as he reached for his wallet. Anything you want.
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Post by Isolde Montez on Oct 28, 2007 20:01:34 GMT -5
Isolde smiled when he took her hand. She walked into the shop with him behind her. She walked with him to the counter, looking over the board. Um I'll have a carmel coffee cooler.
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Post by Alec Phillips on Oct 28, 2007 20:50:49 GMT -5
Alec nodded and paid for both of their drinks. As they waited for his drinks Alec looked for a nice place to sit, he notice a cozy spot over by a window in the corner. He smiled as the lady behind the counter handed him both coffee's. Thanks, miss. Have a nice day. Alec flashed a million dollar smile and handed one of the coffee's off to Isolde. He looked at her then motion over to the seat by the window.
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Post by Isolde Montez on Nov 3, 2007 19:36:10 GMT -5
Isolde looked around the coffee shop. She sighed and looked back to the counter, stealing a look at him. She smiled and took her drink. She rolled her eyes in amusement as he gave a smile to the girl behind the counter. She walked towards the spot he motioned to and sat down in a comfy chair.
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Post by Alec Phillips on Nov 3, 2007 19:39:10 GMT -5
Alec smirked as he blew on his coffee before taking a seat as well. He smiled as the caffiene poured down his throat, warming it. He looked at Isolde. Jealous? He laughed, he saw her roll her eyes when he smiled at the girl behind the counter. Alec placed his coffee down on the wooden table with a small clap. He rubbed his hands together and looked at Isolde.
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Post by Isolde Montez on Nov 3, 2007 19:57:28 GMT -5
Isolde held back her laughter. She took a drink of her cooler, setting it down before looking back up at him. No. I've seen that many times and it gets to be pathetic after awhile. She grinneda nd took another drink.
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Post by Alec Phillips on Nov 3, 2007 20:00:01 GMT -5
The corners of Alec's lips moved downward in a frown before he took another sip of coffee. He looked at her then smiled a bit. So tell me about yourself Isolde. He laughed a bit. How did you even get that name, Isolde?
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