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Post by Anna Bellacoure on Mar 18, 2008 22:40:05 GMT
*a grin plays at her lips*
I'd love to. Have they already set a date?
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Post by Roger Davies on Mar 18, 2008 22:43:44 GMT
No they have not, I will owl them saying we will come.
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Post by Anna Bellacoure on Mar 18, 2008 22:56:09 GMT
That sounds fun. I've never met her sister before. Suppose she's a lot like Fluer.
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Post by Roger Davies on Mar 18, 2008 22:58:37 GMT
A carbon copy of her. *laughs* Anyway she will be delighted that we will come.
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Post by Anna Bellacoure on Mar 18, 2008 23:04:49 GMT
*laughs with him*
I can see her now.
*imagines in her mind Fluer, then, next to her, the same person only a foot shorter*
Come on, come sit.
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Post by Roger Davies on Mar 18, 2008 23:18:50 GMT
*sits down next to her and puts his arm around her* What did you have in mind?
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Post by Anna Bellacoure on Mar 18, 2008 23:40:24 GMT
*turns her head a looks at him for a moment*
What do you mean?
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Post by Roger Davies on Mar 19, 2008 0:55:07 GMT
Was there any reason you asked me to sit down?
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Post by Anna Bellacoure on Mar 19, 2008 23:33:57 GMT
Well, you came all the way over here just to make sure I was alright. I figured I should at least ask you to stay a while, if you would like.
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Post by Roger Davies on Mar 20, 2008 0:35:38 GMT
Of course I would like to stay a while. *smiles*
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Post by Anna Bellacoure on Mar 21, 2008 1:24:19 GMT
*looks at him, tilting her head slightly with a small sigh*
Roger, relax. I want you to feel at home here.
*shrugs her shoulders with a grin, and stands up again, needed to walk around*
Can I get you a drink? I need one that's for sure...
*walks into the kitchen*
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Post by Roger Davies on Mar 21, 2008 1:31:35 GMT
Well thank you, what do you have?
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Post by Anna Bellacoure on Mar 21, 2008 1:40:13 GMT
*ducks into the pantry and calls out to him from it*
Butterbeer alright?
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Post by Roger Davies on Mar 21, 2008 1:44:11 GMT
Fine with me.
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Post by Anna Bellacoure on Mar 21, 2008 1:51:04 GMT
*grabs to bottles and shuts the door with her foot, it closing just a bit to hard*
Oh, sorry....
*walks back into the front room and hands him bottle*
So, anything interesting been going on?
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