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Placing the last shirt into the suitcase he did it up with a pleased sigh. He'd gotten everything in. He'd been out and gotten two new wet suits, and a couple of new life jackets just in case. He was used to the kayaks capsizing as they were wont to do sometimes but he knew Zoe wasn't. Better safe than sorry after all. He made sure they were packed separately in a holdall, along with a few towels - again, just in case.
"Everything ready?" he asked, plodding down the stairs, his baseball cap placed on his head as usual.
Tell me about your...
» Personality:
» Eyes:
» Body:
» Hair:
» Clothes:
» Mannerisms:
» Politics:
» Ideals:
» Musical preferences:
» Movie preferences:
What Would You Do if...
» I committed suicide:
» I lived next door to you:
» I started smoking:
» I started drinking:
» I stole something:
» I was hospitalized:
» I ran away from home:
» I got into a fight and you weren't there:
» I said I liked you:
» I kissed you:
[1] Who are you?
[2] Are we friends?
[3] When and how did we meet?
[4] Have I affected you? How?
[5] What do you think of me?
[6] What's the fondest memory you have of me?
[7] How long do you think we will be friends or enemies?
[8] Do you love me?
[9] Have I ever hurt you?
[10] Would you hug me?
[11] Would you kiss me?
[12] Are we close?
[13] Emotionally, what stands out?
[14] Do you wish I was more fun?
[15] How nice am I?
[16] Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
[17] Am I loveable?
[18] Do you think I would ever kill someone?
[19] Describe me in one word.
[20] What was your first impression?
[21] Do you still think that way about me now?
[22] What do you think my weakness is?
[23] Do you think I'll get married?
[24] What about me makes you happy?
[25] What about me makes you sad?
[26] What reminds you of me?
[27] What's something you would change about me?
[29] How well do you know me?
[29] Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
[30] Are you going to put this on your journal and see what I say about you?
Simon walked into the door, sighing tiredly as he put his briefcase onto the floor. He hung his coat up on the banister and called out. He was greeted first by Hades, the dog jumping up at him, the sheer muscle of the animal almost knocking him down. Simon laughed as the dog licked his face, over and over again until he had to push him away with an, "Okay, okay, you're happy to see me!"
"Is no one else coming to see me then?" he called with a mischievous grin. He laughed and padded into the kitchen, undoing his shirt and his tie, draping them both on the back of the chair.
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What Your Easter Egg Says About You |
![]() You are responsible, loyal, and a true leader. You are able to pick up the slack when needed... And you never feel resentful for helping others. You are a true friend. You enjoy knowing that people can count on you. |
Ask me anything.
1 Question.
1 Chance.
1 Honest answer.
He held her hand tightly and led her away from the living room and upstairs. His heart was pounding a mile minute and he felt like a schoolboy again as he felt his body shook slightly. Of course the last time he'd done this he'd still been a schoolboy. "Are you sure?" he murmured, not wanting to push her into anything she didn't want to be in, and he could, he would ewait if she wasn't okay, even though his body wanted otherwise.
He led he into the bedroom, which was light and breezy, sparsely furnished but tasteful. He closed the door so that Marquis couldn't get and watched her, almost afraid to make the first move.
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