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Post by teal on Feb 16, 2011 0:40:42 GMT -5
Aaron let out a chuckle, as she told him to man up. He wasn’t really a man, maybe he could pass as a weak man. He mess his hair, so it look like her just woke up with the palm of his hand and noticed the lady with a bulldog coming by. ”Would a bulldog make me manly-er?” he asked as the dog slobbered all over the place.
Aaron looked at his arm muscle, which wasn’t much. ”This is why I dress like I’m a bad boy,” he explained. He was a weakling. He was never into sports, which would explain it. He arched his back and heard a faint crack, which felt oh-so-good.
He referred back to the bulldog, thinking he might actually need a dog. They were loyal and always there for you. And man’s best friend, so he thought more carefully about the dog.
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Post by gemma on Feb 16, 2011 0:45:19 GMT -5
Gemma laughed at the sight of the slobbering, flabby bulldog before shaking her head no to the bulldog question. When he explained why he dressed like a bad boy she shrugged and tugged on his jacket as she inspected his clothes.
"Well at least it works for you, even though you're not really a bad boy." she answered before sitting back against the bench once more. When he suggested getting a dog she thought the idea over and tried to picture him with a dog.
"You could get a dog. A big dog though, like a Rottweiler or Doberman. Maybe a German Shepherd or something though they shed a lot." she said, tapping her chin as she tried to think of what dog breed would best fit him. |
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Post by teal on Feb 16, 2011 0:59:13 GMT -5
Aaron shook his head at the idea of a Rottweiler and Doberman. He thought about maybe a golden retriever, as he had one as a kid. “A golden?” he asked, as he remembered his dog being loyal and sweet.
”What stereotype would you fall under?” he asked casually. He felt like he may of fit into nerd, or gamer, but not jock or anything. Or maybe he would make up his own group, which would be the best bet to do.
He cracked his knuckles and tucked his hands into his American Apperal navy blue and burgundy striped hoodie. He was having fun with his old pal, a model, and bet she would be in the popular group.
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Post by gemma on Feb 16, 2011 1:08:05 GMT -5
She shrugged as he suggested a golden retriver. Though it was kind of a girly dog he could probably pull it off. As he asked her what stereotype group she fell into she thought for a moment, not even sure herself. After a moment she turned back to him with a questioning look in her eyes.
"I don't know, you tell me." she replied with a smile on her face. Leaning her head against her hand she watched him and waited to see what the result he came up with would be. |
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Post by teal on Feb 16, 2011 1:22:10 GMT -5
Aaron thought about the question she bounced back at him. ”The pretty popular girl who was called a slut and only asked me for test answers.” he replied with a light chuckle. He imagined her as that, before she got to know him and likewise.
He just liked hanging with her, his sister. “Do you want a man in your life?” he asked, as she seemed sort of lonely. She worked all day, and slept, boring life, he would know. Of course there was the model drama here and there, though.
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Post by gemma on Feb 16, 2011 1:27:10 GMT -5
She shoved him playfully as he stated what he thought her stereotype would be. A laugh escaped her lips and she looked away before turning her attention back to him. When he asked her if she wanted a man she had to admit it would be nice to have a guy to talk to or kiss or even just dance with.
"A man would be nice. . ." she replied, gazing off into space wistfully as if she could picture it. A smile crossed her face once more as she turned to look at him again, wondering why he had asked her that. Was he trying to set her up with someone or something? |
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Post by teal on Feb 16, 2011 1:54:45 GMT -5
”I’m guessing that shove meant I was right on the money,” he replied. He actually thought she might have been like that, after all he didn’t know her for too long. ”If I was wrong, then correct me,” he statement with a big grin appearing on his face.
He saw her in her thoughts and broke them up. “No, I don’t know anyone, so chill.” he said. Most the guys in Los Angelos he knew were taken. He rubbed his face and the sun was directly overhead as he whipped a dribble of sweat from his forhead.
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Post by gemma on Feb 16, 2011 2:00:16 GMT -5
She laughed once more when he said that he didn't know anyone. It was if he could read her mind. Shaking her head playfully she pulled her legs up and hugged them to her chest.
"Well with you it's hard to tell what you have up your sleeve." she said, giving him another playful shove. It even amazed her sometimes how much like a brother he was to her. And she loved spending time with him because he could always make her laugh. |
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Post by teal on Feb 16, 2011 2:18:55 GMT -5
Aaron shoved her back, having more force than since, since she was sitting like an egg. He wished he could set her up with someone, but he was pretty new, so that was his excuse.
”I’m new, just call a friend from high school, or even college. Or a male model,” he added nudging her. He was never good at setting people up, so he didn’t really bother. ”You’ll find someone,” he reassured her and giving her a faint hug.
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Post by gemma on Feb 16, 2011 2:36:28 GMT -5
Gemma fell over onto the bench when he pushed her, not expecting it but she laughed and punched him as she righted herself. When he explained that he was new and didn't know anyone to set her up with she just shrugged, not that worried about it.
"Maybe." she replied as he told her she would find someone some day. Though some day didn't seem to be coming up anytime soon. She was almost starting to give up on looking for a guy and just let a guy come to her if he wanted her. The method would be so much easier and definitely save time. |
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Post by teal on Feb 16, 2011 18:22:50 GMT -5
Aaron felt her punch, though it didn’t hurt or anything. He nudged he back with a wide grin on his light-tan face. He scratched the top of his face, just wanting to break into song for no apparent reason, or join a flash dance mob. New things to add to his bucket list he supposed.
He wanted to help her find someone, but it’s impossible. ”Match.com?” he subjected, always seeing their commercials on tv. It seemed that it was a pretty reliable site if they wasted so much money on the dumb commercials and ads in the paper. He added a light laugh after, deciding she would think it was a stupid idea.
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Post by gemma on Feb 16, 2011 23:04:47 GMT -5
She rolled her eyes at his suggestion.
"Yeah maybe if I was twenty years older and still hadn't found a guy yet." she replied, shaking her head at his silly idea. She was pretty sure only older people used that site and she was young and gorgeous! She could do it the old fashion way.
Though she hadn't been having much luck lately. But weren't those sites like a last ditch effort to find a guy? Oh well, she wouldn't worry about it. A guy would come when she wasn't looking for one. |
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Post by teal on Feb 17, 2011 1:51:15 GMT -5
Aaron noticed she didn't like his idea, but he was out. "Just hang with friend, like me," he said in a sing-songy tone. That's what friends were for, right? So the other doesn't get lonley.
Aaron looked up to the sky, it was cloudless and was an aqua blue color. The sun was ever so bright, thanking himself for wearing and keeping his aviators on.
He didn't know what to do with Gemma. She was just starting her career, so many a boyfriend was out of the question, though she said she was having lots of free time. Was model had free time? He wanted to ask. They always seemed to be partying and traveling, but then again, that was a stereotype.
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Post by gemma on Feb 17, 2011 13:34:00 GMT -5
Gemma nodded slowly as her greenish blue eyes turned to look down at the sidewalk that weaved it's way deeper into the park. When she thought about it she wasn't really sure if she wanted a boyfriend. Maybe she just wanted some male attention. And she could get that at a club or something.
If she got a boyfriend she would have to make time for him and when her schedule picked back up she would be flying all over the world again for photo shoots, attending designer parties and meeting new clients. She wouldn't have much time for him and that wasn't fair for her or whoever the guy ended up being.
"Maybe I shouldn't even get a boyfriend." she replied softly, her gaze still on the ground as she stared off, deep in thought. |
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Post by teal on Feb 18, 2011 19:36:58 GMT -5
Aaron didn't know how to reply. On one hand, he wanted to change the subject, yet on the other he wanted to keep talking about it. He thought, and didn't know what to say. He wasn't going to say "no, give up."
He looked in front of him, watching the pigeons in front of him. The seemed to have a lot more to say than him, as they pecked at the ground for bugs and such. He justed stared, tryin to think of a reply. The silence was awkward, and he needed to stop it. But how?
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