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Post by Duke Tatum on Apr 16, 2006 12:47:45 GMT -5
Duke shrugged his eyebrows with surprise. Had they named themselves "individuals?" He supposed it fitted them, but everybody was an individual... weren't they? The twinkle in his azure blue eyes was obviously reflective as he pondered over this.
"Yeah," he could only reply, before snapping back into reality and glancing around the room.
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Post by Summer Jones on Apr 16, 2006 13:01:10 GMT -5
Summer blushed alittle. "Okay now I am talking to much...sorry." She said and sighed. "Hey...do you wanna maybe sit down and talk more?" She asked. She really hoped she didn't freak Duke out to much...sometimes her opions got in the way of things. She was mentally kicking herself right now.
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Post by Duke Tatum on Apr 16, 2006 13:09:40 GMT -5
"No, you're fine- I've just got a lot on my mind. Sorry." He apologized calmly, then listening to her next suggestion. "Yeah, sure," Duke accepted the offer, leading her over to a table not too far from where they were selling drinks. "You want anything?" He offered, gesturing up at the bartop.
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Post by Summer Jones on Apr 16, 2006 16:39:20 GMT -5
"Sure...I'll have an Ice Tea I guess." Summer said and sat down at the table. "So...is there anything you want to talk about?" She asked. She didn't want to spill her guts to Duke...and she was getting close. So she decided to let him talk...she would listen for awile.
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Post by Duke Tatum on Apr 16, 2006 16:42:20 GMT -5
Duke nodded, standing and walking over to the bar top. The bartender knew who he was, and quickly served him before moving onto a load of people that had been waiting just a tad bit longer. Iced tea in hand, he walked back over to Summer and put it down in front of her, taking his seat and smiling.
She asked the question, and he furrowed his eyebrows some- what could she have meant by that? "Huh?" He asked with confusion dripping in his voice.
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