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Post by zoe on Jun 25, 2008 12:07:31 GMT -5
"To an event we don't even know we're attending. I don't know, I just don't want to sit still." She smiled.
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Post by nessicitotucuerpo on Jun 25, 2008 12:11:00 GMT -5
"Can we plan something then. Watch a movie? Something more than walking around aimlessly?"
That's what Tyson disliked. Why walk, when you could swim, or do something far better in general?
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Post by zoe on Jun 25, 2008 12:13:26 GMT -5
"Sure, what's going on in town that you wouldn't mind taking part in?" She asked as started to dribble the ball again.
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Post by nessicitotucuerpo on Jun 25, 2008 12:14:40 GMT -5
"Anything, as long as it isn't just walking."
Sure, Tyson walked a lot more then he drove, but that's usually because there was a end that justified the means. To this, there wasn't.
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Post by zoe on Jun 25, 2008 12:17:34 GMT -5
"Fine, just let me drop this stuff off at my house then." She said with a sigh. "Then we can go to a movie I guess."
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Post by nessicitotucuerpo on Jun 25, 2008 12:19:20 GMT -5
"It doesn't have to be a movie per say... is something wrong? Do you want me to come with you?"
To Tyson, sighing was a bad sign. He wanted to remedy that A.S.A.P.
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Post by zoe on Jun 25, 2008 12:21:21 GMT -5
"You can come if you want. I just can't think of anything to do other than the movie." She laughed softly.
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Post by nessicitotucuerpo on Jun 25, 2008 12:29:45 GMT -5
"If that works, then why not. I guess it'd be better to go with you anyway, splitting up wouldn't be too smart at this point, right?"
Tyson shrugged, glad that everything would work out better than he expected.
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Post by zoe on Jun 25, 2008 12:33:59 GMT -5
"Alright. Fair warning: my parents are insane..." she laughed. They would get to her house fast enough.
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Post by nessicitotucuerpo on Jun 25, 2008 12:40:36 GMT -5
"It's fine, I was expecting such."
Tyson left the light jab in the air and chuckles very lightly to himself. She'd probably hit him for that one or something.
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Post by zoe on Jun 25, 2008 12:44:12 GMT -5
She pushed him on his arm. "Only my mother." She said. She could see the apartment building ahead.
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Post by nessicitotucuerpo on Jun 25, 2008 12:52:10 GMT -5
"What was that about your mom?"
Tyson blinked, her mom statement was vague, so he assumed that she meant only her mom was insane.
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Post by zoe on Jun 25, 2008 12:54:02 GMT -5
"My Dad is somewhat sane, my mother is insane." She climbed up the steps to her building and opened the door. "Coming up or staying down?"
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Post by nessicitotucuerpo on Jun 25, 2008 13:02:04 GMT -5
"I'll come up. I always like seeing the inside of people's houses... oh, wait, you haven't given me your last name. What am I supposed to call your parents?"
Tyson inquired, mildly nervous at that.
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Post by zoe on Jun 25, 2008 13:07:14 GMT -5
"Folporots. Teresa and James Folporots." She said with a laugh and went back to the stair way. "Come on, it's only the third floor."
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Post by nessicitotucuerpo on Jun 25, 2008 13:17:08 GMT -5
(lol)
That was in order then. Tyson mentally berated himself and followed Zoé up the stairs... Folporots though... what a weird last name. Couldn't be a simple as Gold...
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Post by zoe on Jun 25, 2008 13:20:33 GMT -5
(>>;; meanie,... making fun of her last name)
She ran up the stairs and went straight to her apartment's door. She reached along the top of the door and got the key down before Tyson was up there. She unlocked the door and put the key back.
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Post by nessicitotucuerpo on Jun 25, 2008 13:27:21 GMT -5
Tyson blinked when she zoomed off and sighed and walked up after her. He reached her when she was at the door, apparently waiting for him.
"That was... never mind."
Tyson shook his head and smirked.
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Post by zoe on Jun 25, 2008 13:38:29 GMT -5
Zoé opened the door. "Mom! Dad! Incoming!" She went inside and motioned him in.
"Zoé, you're home early." Her mother, Teresa, looked at her from the kitchen.
"Yeah, just dropping some things off." She smiled.
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Post by nessicitotucuerpo on Jun 25, 2008 13:44:10 GMT -5
Tyson followed Zoé inside, greeting her mom with the proper respect.
"Nice to meet you Ms. Folporots, I'm Tyson."
Tyson shifted and was looking around at her home. It wasn't bad, and rather comfortable. More space then he got in a dorm clearly.
"You've a nice place."
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