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Lilo Pelekai is a disciple of The King. ([info]means_family) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2009-01-18 05:41:00

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Entry tags:lilo pelekai, teja wartooth, timey wimey plot

Who: Lilo Pelekai and Teja Wartooth.
What: Coffee!
When: Early Sunday morning, after the tine!plot started.
Where: A coffee shop, bound to vary.
Warnings: Swearing for sure, don't know what else. Will update.



Lilo couldn't believe that Teja Wartooth had asked her to go get coffee. After wiping her palms off on her jeans, she went to change into something that would be more appropriate for getting coffee with a boy that made her heart pound. She picked a tiny denim skirt and a white t-shirt, slipping her feet into black spike heels that put her at just over six feet tall. Her father was still asleep, so she managed to tiptoe out the front door to wait on the front stoop. Pulling out a mirror she fixed up her hair and swiped on some Chapstick while she waited.



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[info]means_family
2009-01-18 08:05 am UTC (link)
"I've thought that for years, it's not a recent thing. Unless I've had a clot for a while. But I don't think that's possible, because I'd have felt the effects by now."

Listening to him, she sat up a little, leaning in. She'd made a mental tally of his points, and ticked off her rebuttals on her fingers as she made them. "I've had three boyfriends in my entire life, most of which lasted a couple of months. Don't care. I don't drink or smoke and I can take or leave coffee, and I don't care what you do with your time as far as drugs go because I don't do them either. Parties are stupid. You don't have to dance with me. Movies are best rented because then you can make fun of them, ordering in is food, and you don't mind it when I touch you so maybe I don't count. And sword fighting doesn't count since you both know that's a possible outcome."

She got her breath after her massive rant, shrugged, and leaned forward to kiss him. She could always chalk it up to the time warp, the blood clot, wanting to see what the black coffee tasted like. Anything.

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