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[Mar. 25th, 2008|11:03 pm] |
WHO: Nicky and Asti
WHERE: Battery Kimble?
WHEN: Shortly after the equinox
WHAT: A romantic little picnic with a possible twist
It really was a beautiful day. And it was turning warmer, which was a nice plus.
She was taking a day off from work, a "sick day" which really meant sick of working. He was playing hooky from classes, which was almost expected by now. And here they were, playing the couple that everyone sighed over and went "aren't they such a cute couple."
And she was happy, and she was here with Asti, and... really, she didn't see how things could get any more glorious. |
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[Mar. 25th, 2008|05:07 pm] |
Who: Asti
Where: Jewelry Store
When: Monday afternoon
So many rings... How was someone supposed to pick a ring when there were so many to pick from. Big, small, pretty...ugly. Pricey.
The one Asti truly wanted to get Nicky was a beautiful platinum diamond ring, but it was 6,000 dollars. With a discount. Frowning, he looked at it, and considered. With his acting jobs, and school. There was no way to afford it. On the brightside he didn't have to pay for a car.
"Would you like to buy a ring?" The clerk was portly, looking at Asti curiously as the actor brushed his hair back. It seemed like a dull question, 'want to buy something?' No...He just wanted to look. Idiot.
"I need a ring."
"Of course...Anything you like?"
Pursing his lips Asti looked from the rings to the man as he walked along the counter and regarded things. Mm, which one? It took him probably an hour before he finally settled on one. Simple...but perfect.
"That one."
"Ah...its a good one."
"I know..." |
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[Feb. 9th, 2008|09:29 pm] |
February 9th 2008,
National Air and Space Museum
Of all the Museums around here, Woody liked the Air and Space Museum best. The art was pretty and the science was cool, but neither were as interesting as the thought of being able to hop on a winged chariot and ride right across the sky like the sun. He liked them so much, in fact, that he was walking along with his head tilted back so he could see the planes hung above him and not paying any actual attention to where he was going, which is why he bumped into someone. |
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