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Post by elvenimp on Oct 23, 2011 12:26:47 GMT -5
"No, I am not a hippie!" Sean exclaimed, sounding insulted. He was by far no closer to being a greeny than he was to being a professional football player. Nope, wasn't ever going to happen. He liked nature, yes, but it was the fundamentals and the images it could leave in his mind that he liked. If it didn't take so long to go out to the countryside, he would do it more often. Mainly for the quiet though, he didn't get much of that anymore.
"Do you like thunderstorms? I love it when it rains." He commented with a smirk as he plucked the onion out of Acacia's hand. Rolling it around in his hand, he decided to give it back to her. "That should be everything, yes. However, I will be right back. I will grab the pasta on my way back, don't miss me too much." He informed her and then walked down the isle and then turned, disappearing. He had a little something nice, he was going to buy for their dinner. He didn't care what she thought about it, it was something that went very well with his spaghetti.
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Post by shazzy on Oct 23, 2011 16:56:57 GMT -5
" Oh thank goodness then." She joked. " I was slightly worried for a minute there." She added in a teasing tone. His insulted tone made her smirk some though as she got more things.
" Yes I love storms. I sit in my bedroom and watch the lightening." She explained. As he took the onion from her hand she raised her eyebrows slightly then laughed when he handed it straight back to her. He would be right back? No where was he going? Curious her eyes followed Sean untilll he disapeared from her eyesight.
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Post by elvenimp on Oct 23, 2011 18:50:40 GMT -5
Laughing lightly at her teasing, he rolled his eyes. It seemed as though their relationship was solely based on teasing each other, maybe that was the way she could tolerate having to work with him...Sean didn't know and as of now didn't care too much. As long as they stayed civil then he would be happy.
It didn't take long before he came back to the vegetable isle. In his arms, Sean carried two large boxes of pasta and a bottle of red wine. Coming back up to Acacia, he smiled. "I wasn't sure if you preferred white or whole grain pasta, so I got both." He explained, not really knowing the woman's preference in health foods or just whatever. He held out the wine and looked between her and it. "I'll buy this and you don't even have to have any. It just tastes the best with this little recipe...and it's been such a long time since I have had any wine." Sean's face looked as though he was looking for Acacia's approval for the alcohol. It wasnt as though he was going to get drunk or anything. A glass or two with his meal wasn't too much to ask, was it?
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Post by shazzy on Oct 23, 2011 20:40:32 GMT -5
Black hair curling around her slender fingers Acacia pouted some her eyes still seeking out Sean. Where was he? She wasn't to keen on standling idly in the middle of a shop she tended to grow bored easily.
As he appeared in her line of vision her eyebrows raised watching Sean walk back towards the vegetable isle. " I'll eat anything." Really she wasn't that fussy when it came to food. If it was edible then that's all that mattered right? With a grin she looked at the red wine. " You have quite the taste." So what that she'd already had champagne at the poker game. She was a lover of wines she could have a few more she figured. " I do like to drink and red wine is my favourite."
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Post by elvenimp on Oct 23, 2011 21:41:54 GMT -5
"Perfect. Girls who aren't picky are my favorite." He responded and then held up one figure, doing a double take in his mind of what he had said. "That, kind of came out wrong." He added, and shook his head with a tad bit of a smirk. He didn't mean it as he was trying to get her with him or anything, he just didn't think very much sometimes.
"Ooo, thank you, Acacia. It happens to be quite the nice brand too." He smiled and began walking towards the check out. He liked a girl her wasn't afraid to drink a bit. He didn't like alcoholics though...that was odd.
Checking out with the wine, he bought it and handed some cash to Acacia. He didn't want to make her pay for all of the food. Waiting by the door, he had quite the pleasant expression on his face.
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Post by shazzy on Oct 23, 2011 21:52:59 GMT -5
" Oh really now?" She spoke playfully . Sean really was going to be such fun wasn't he Acacia now realised. " Did it now. What was wrong about it? Battering her eyelashes she peered at him innnocently.
Agreeing that the brand of wine was nice she looked somewhat suprised when he passed her some money. " That wasn't necessary you know. "She observed. " I can more then afford this small purchase." Giggling she then walked out of the shop waiting for him to catch up. " So red wine and spaghetti, sounds like a nice combination. "Truthfully she'd never tried it.
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Post by elvenimp on Oct 23, 2011 22:23:47 GMT -5
Smiling a bit sheepishly at her words, he didn't think there was anything wrong, but he figured she wouldn't like him saying stuff like that. Apparently he was wrong. Not that, that was bad. In fact, it made things more likely to be fun. After all, he didn't like to censor his mouth when it came to thoughts about girls...so much.
"Eh, but then I wouldn'ta be a gentleman!" He responded, putting on a very Italian accent as a joke. Her comment about the red wine and spaghetti, he nodded. "I wouldn't have suggested it if it wasn't good." He half boasted as he caught up to her. Walking next to her, wine in a paper bag in his left hand.
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Post by shazzy on Oct 25, 2011 17:54:04 GMT -5
Her blue eyes looked up at Sean whilst Acacia smirked some. " You're a gentleman?" She asked in a teasing tone. She was growing more comfortable around Sean, the fact that she could actually talk to him without biting his head off or continously teasing him was a vast improvement to how she was around most guys. " Well you did good. It's a very nice wine." She agreed.
As they reached her appartment she took out her key placing it in the lock. Turning the key she slowly opened the door then stepped into the apartment. Maybe she was just being paranoid but she did want to make sure no one had decided tonight would be the best time to kidnap her.
Shaking her head slightly she walked towards the kitchen. " Isn't it funny how quickly things can go wrong."
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Post by elvenimp on Dec 18, 2011 21:33:39 GMT -5
"In a heart beat one can go from happy and uncaring to depressed and paranoid." Sean agreed, following her inside and shutting the door behind him. Getting all the ingredients together, he didn't really ask where things were, finding them as he went.
Quick enough he had chopped up his ingredients and had the noodles cooking and the sauce simmering. He almost looked like a master chef when cooking, no measuring done, however this was about the only thing he was good at cooking and only because he had helped his mother out so much when he had been no more than a tot.
Washing his hands, he towel dried them and leaned up against the counter. Closing his eyes, he had a faint smile on his lips, though his mind was at a fast pace, trying to calculate the many things that could go wrong or how to fix this issue that they had going on now. ((short but got to get into charry if you wish to continue this one))
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Post by shazzy on Jan 1, 2012 18:28:58 GMT -5
Fixing her blue eyes onto Sean Acacia nodded her head simply as she then headed towards the kitchen. Letting Sean run wild through her kitchen she took a seat watching him now with keen interest.
Maybe she should feel more out of place having this stranger roam free through out her house. With a soft sigh she gazed down at her phone. Her mind was become a vast muddled mess of things she couldn't yet sort out. Did she inform Falco of tonights events as she was meant to or did she keep what she knew to herself.
Placing the phone down she glanced back towards the kitchen the mouth watering smell capturing her attention." Well now that doesn't smell half bad. " She commented. " Now hopefully it tastes as good as it smells."
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