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[wittington xx]

"Wanna make a trade?
Cougar for a snake;
Wanna fall in love?



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She eyes my like a Pisces when I am weak
I've been locked inside your heart-shaped box for weeks
I've been drawn into your magnet tar-pit trap
I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn black

Adam ♫ Scott ♫ Fontaine
♂ / 18 / ♥ / 3rd July, 1993 / clothes: x x x

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Adam let a chuckle escape his lips at her struggle. Raising a questioning eyebrow, though, at the little tidbit on corn production. "Isn't that Iowa, though?" Shaking his head, he waved a hand as if to wipe away what he just said. "Actually, never mind. You're probably right." Pushing through the double-swinging door to the kitchen, he scanned the familiar outlay to see if Dom had left anything out of order. He peered out to see if the two customers had left, and they had, money left out on the counter and the tabletop. "After I clean up, do you want me to make you something? Basket of fries, maybe? Milkshake, sub sandwich?"

[robb]

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ℜнεтт

ℳ☺☺ⅾ:Happy
℃ґυṧн:None at the moment
✝αℓкїᾔℊ т☺: Adam

Rhett shrugged "Not like I google it, teachers are probably just trying to convenience us that our area isn't as worthless as we think it is." then she smiled "Your not trying to show off those cooking skills of yours are you?" she said laughing. "But I'd love to watch you cook" she added with another shrug "I will probably need to learn how soon, I have a feeling stuffing my face with gummy worms every time I get hungry isn't doing my health any good" then she paused and held her stomach. "But I LOVE gummy worms" she mumbled giggling.

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[wittington xx]

"Wanna make a trade?
Cougar for a snake;
Wanna fall in love?



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She eyes my like a Pisces when I am weak
I've been locked inside your heart-shaped box for weeks
I've been drawn into your magnet tar-pit trap
I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn black

Adam ♫ Scott ♫ Fontaine
♂ / 18 / ♥ / 3rd July, 1993 / clothes: x x x

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With a shake of his head, Adam went out to the eating area, full of empty tables and surrounded by empty booths. "No, I'm being polite. Chivalry's a nice change every once in a while," he joked, carrying on with their banter. Stacking the few dishes into a pile on his arms -- shoving the money into two different apron pockets, one for the cash register and one for the tip jar -- he carried them back into the kitchen and placed them carefully in the sink. He gave a laugh at her love of gummy worms, but shrugged. "Everyone's got their vices. You're addicted to gummy worms, I smoke a bit more than I should." Running the faucet of the long, deepset sink, he started scrubbing on dishes. It had to be his least favorite thing in the world, scrubbing food scraps of strangers' plates, but it gave decent pay, and he needed it. He was expecting her to at least be taken aback by his habit, and maybe scold him a bit.

[robb]

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ℜнεтт

ℳ☺☺ⅾ: Worried
℃ґυṧн:None at the moment
✝αℓкїᾔℊ т☺: Adam

Rhett stopped dead in her tracks. She knew she was probably over reacticting. But since her mother was diagnosed she couldn't help but get scared when some one mentioned smoking. She looked at her shoes "My mother use to smoke.." she whispered "that's what my braclet is for" the dark haired girl continued twirling the braclet around her wrist. She looked up again she knew her wide eyes had probably lost their shine her face most likey already red as if she was about to cry. Which she most likey was, but not because of her mom. Her mother was getting better. But her sadness was from her worry for a boy she hardly knew. It probably wasn't as bad as she was making it seem. But she really couldn't help it, she just stared up at him.

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[wittington xx]

"Wanna make a trade?
Cougar for a snake;
Wanna fall in love?



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She eyes my like a Pisces when I am weak
I've been locked inside your heart-shaped box for weeks
I've been drawn into your magnet tar-pit trap
I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn black

Adam ♫ Scott ♫ Fontaine
♂ / 18 / ♥ / 3rd July, 1993 / clothes: x x x

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"Oh, I-I'm sorry." He looked down then, turning off the old sink, leaving the dishes half-clean. "About your mom. I mean.. she's getting better, I hope?" Adam thought about reasoning with her, telling her that although he did smoke, he didn't smoke brand names, so there weren't any addictive chemicals clogging up his lungs. But he knew that she wouldn't care, as she should. It was still inhaling smoke, something that would kill you if you were in a fire. His lungs would still eventually give out. Of course, he wasn't a chain-smoker or anything, just two or three cigarettes a day.

[robb]

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ℜнεтт

ℳ☺☺ⅾ: Worried
℃ґυṧн:None at the moment
✝αℓкїᾔℊ т☺: Adam

"No my mother is better now" she said trying to hide her worry. She knew she must of sounded nosy, being over reactive, to something that was probably no threat at all. She looked down at her shoes. "....I-I wouldn't want something like that to happen to you" she said keeping her head down. She must have sounded annoying he was probably quiet healthy. But she kept bugging him about, even though she most likely couldn't do a thing about it.

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[mint.]

Macy Kaet-Lynn Louise

↳-- ѕтop looĸιn' aт мe --↲

friendly- { мood
。
park- { place
。
Elliot- { crυѕн

Walking towards an empty park bench, she sat down, motioning over. "So, ready?" She asked, pulling her hair up into a ponytail. Macy felt nervous sharing her songs with someone else, especially a boy. Pushing that thought away, she felt the world was begining to blur, and it was just Elliot and her.

"A lie hurts for a while. The truth will harm you forever"

[wittington xx]

"Wanna make a trade?
Cougar for a snake;
Wanna fall in love?



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She eyes my like a Pisces when I am weak
I've been locked inside your heart-shaped box for weeks
I've been drawn into your magnet tar-pit trap
I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn black

Adam ♫ Scott ♫ Fontaine
♂ / 18 / ♥ / 3rd July, 1993 / clothes: x x x

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Adam looked down again, out of a bit of embarrassment, and that little burning feeling he felt in his stomach. Butterflies, except a more manly version. Fireworks, or.. no. Like a furnace? He couldn't describe it. His cheeks flushed at her worry, although she was probably just being sincere. Who knows what shes seen in terms of smokers. "It's not that bad, though," he said softly, looking up. "It's not like I smoke a pack of Camels a day. I roll my own, so they don't have as many chemicals and stuff. And it's only like three times a day." He decided that he sounded a little snappy, a little too quick to defend himself, even though he'd spoken a little on the quiet side. "Sorry," he apologized quickly.

[robb]

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♏øøⅾ: Happy
☾ґʊṧн: None at the moment
†αℓḱїᾔℊ т◎: Macy

Elliot sat down next to her. He sat down his guitar and turned to her. "Sure" he said with a light smile. Looking at her and playing with the zipper of his jacket nervously. Then he glanced behind him attempting to seem calm.

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ℜнεтт

ℳ☺☺ⅾ:Happy
℃ґυṧн:None at the moment
✝αℓкїᾔℊ т☺: Adam

Rhett smiled slightly "It's still a bad habit" she whimpered before attempting to drop the topic. He was probably sick of her trying to get into something that was none of her business. But she wanted to tell him maybe she could help him stop. But she would never say that out loud she knew he would get offended and that was the last thing she wanted to happen.

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[mint.]

Macy Kaet-Lynn Louise

↳-- ѕтop looĸιn' aт мe --↲

friendly- { мood
。
park- { place
。
Elliot- { crυѕн

Taking a deep breath, she pulled out her notebook, it's leather cover shining in the sunlight. Flipping to the bookmarked page, she ignored the dog ears. How she regret putting them. Scanning the verses, she took a small breath before handing it over to him. "Try this one" She said.

"A lie hurts for a while. The truth will harm you forever"