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Post by Jenny Night on May 16, 2010 17:32:06 GMT -5
Marion Lionheart
Ah here was my new home. It was rather pretty though it was only small. I smiled though as I headed inside and started unpacking all my things. This was going to be an interesting couple of months. My mum and dad had sent me a lot of things and now I had to store them all away in the cupboards.
My mine though turned towards the guy who made this all possible. Joe. he was so nice, and mum and dad did not seem to like him all that much. A shame really. Sooner or later we would end up as good freinds, I was sure of it.
I sighed and carried one of the boxes over to the kitchen bench. I then started to unpack everything, putting things in drawers and on shelves where it all went. Sure I was possibly not going to be living here by myself all that long, but it made the house feel more like home.
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Post by Ash on May 18, 2010 16:21:23 GMT -5
Joe
He drived into the driveway the place where the girl he liked lived. He rang the door and she answered she was beautiful. He stepped in and smiled fondly at her. He looked at her with his sweet loving eyes. He had a feeling in his heart that she would be living on her own for some time than two months.He found himself attracted to her and maybe even love. "Hello Marion its great to see you."
ooc: Muse dead, and to lazy to login
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Post by Jenny Night on Jun 1, 2010 18:54:13 GMT -5
Marion Lionheart
I smiled as I answered the door. "Hey." I had been busy unpacking boxes that was true but I was certainly not a rude person. Nor was I ignorant. "Nice to see you again."
Bloody parents sending me too much stuff to unpack. It really was a pain that they'd sent me so much instead of letting me get my own things.
It was getting to be annoying how much they were still trying to control me. I knew that if I was given the chance I could look after myself.
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Post by Ashes on Aug 3, 2010 1:41:46 GMT -5
joe smiled gently at her walking into her home liking what he saw pictularly. He liked the couch it was even nicer than his he thought.
He smiled quietly to himself as he stood in front of Marion. Did he love her he wondered. He would do whatever she wanted him to do as a gentlemen does.
He liked the looks of the kitchen and wondered to himself how her parents were so over protective over her. He didn't like that fact it was so 1800's he thought to himself.
He was determined that she could make it on her own he knew she could in fact.
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Post by Jenny Night on Dec 2, 2010 23:02:09 GMT -5
"Sorry about the mess. Sorta still unpacking from moving in." She sighed as she finished with another box in the kitchen. She hated that her parents had given her everything they thought she might need. There was no need for it, seriously, why couldn't they let her just do things the way she wanted to?
They were such a pain for her.
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Post by Ashes on Dec 2, 2010 23:14:31 GMT -5
Looking at her with my warm chocolate
brown eyes I smiled. She wasn't totally free of her parents nonsense but she was almost there. I would make sure that she did, I would not let her wait in her parents home
Just to get married.
It was twenty first century,
It was time where women didn't have to get married if they didn't want to. Well that was how I saw it but I didn't think I was wrong on that part.
I was more likely right, her
parents surely couldn't prove me wrong. I wondered if they had ever embarrassed her when she had to go to school. "It's understandable."
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Post by Jenny Night on Dec 2, 2010 23:26:03 GMT -5
She hated every minute of her life some of the time. She had to alwayd be the way people expected her. That was something that she just was not. It was impossible for her to always live up to the standards her parents set for her. She never got a choice when there were things that her parents had wanted to get her to do. That was something that was going to have to stop if they wanted her any more.
Smiling though she finished with the other box and turned to face him. The house was a mess but she would get there eventually. It did not take much for her to ensure things got done. But that was because of the way her parents had raised her. No one wanted someone who was a slob for a wife, they always said. It was enough to get her to do the things they told her.
She did not want to be this way. "I was a little surprised when I heard you knock on the door. I wasn't expecting anyone today."
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Post by Ashes on Dec 3, 2010 20:28:22 GMT -5
Staring at her I watched her silently.
The boxes seemed heavy I thought to myself. It
amazed me how she was able to carry them in. Of course she probably had some help by the movers and her parents.
I remembered my almost perfect parents.
" Do you want me to leave? I will if you really want me to."
Why was I being such a gentlemen lately.
Although it was totally like
me to act like that.
The house was a mess but it really didn't bother me.
It was safe sometimes to leave things messy at times.
You could always do it later.
Well in my perspective.
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