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"Yeah, I guess so. My mother and father always got mad at me because of the stupid things I used to do as a kid."
Just then, her phone beeped. She sighed, grabbing her phone and checking her missed calls. "Jorge... Jorge, Jorge... Why doesn't he ever stop? He's been annoying me for the past two days now, since I moved out, and he won't leave me alone. |
"Now this is the guy that was sapping off you right?" he wanted to make sure he was getting his stories right. "Maybe he's realizing how much things suck without a real pillar of strength and creativity. Don't you go make the mistake of going back to that jerk," he said to her with all seriousness and concern.
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"I'm smart enough not to do that.. and I'll never fall for that type of guy again. He was an asshole to me. He yelled at me constantly, and more than once he..."
She stopped, and looked up at the ceiling. "What else would you like to talk about?" |
"Tell me your happiest memory," he said to her softly. It seemed like a lame sort of thing but he loved hearing this from people. It really was a great way to learn about people and make them feel good.
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Rain gave a small smile, and let it fade.
"Back at home... Mom was a great baker. Every time my dad would get a day off, she'd make cookies and brownies and cake, and my brother and my mother and I used to watch him eat nearly half of it and then smile, and laugh. We used to sit around the fireplace, just talking, laughing, smiling.. A happy family. Until my father got moved here, to America, and I came along with him. I loved it here... And decided to stay last year, when he went back." She explored the room with her eyes, once again. "What about you?" |
He smiled as she spoke and said, "That's a good one. Warm family members are always nice. I can cook rather well but baking has never been my strong suit." He paused while he thought about the same question given to him and said softly, "When I found my passion. I know that is rather elusive but it's the best I can give you."
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"Your passion? What is it, I might ask? If you've told me already I'm terribly sorry."
She looked at him then, her eyes turquoise by her contacts, complimented by long eyelashes, her brown hair, wavy now after it had dried. She knew how she looked, and she loved the way she looked, but how did he see her? |
"No I haven't said, sadly but it's a bit of a secret. Though I bet it was much like when you got your inspiration to do art. When you find something you love it's hard not hold it as a happy memory," he said softly.
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"Oh, okay. That's fine with me if you don't want to tell me."
She opened her mouth to say something, and then stopped and dropped her eyes. She wasn't brave enough to ask a question like that. She'd chicken out like always. "Anywho... What's your favorite color?" Keep it light, simple. Don't ask too many questions. Don't ask boring ones either. |
"I like most colors though I'm not a huge fan of pink or orange. Though some girls look nice in a pale pink. I just really hate any bright hot pinks. What about you?" he said keeping the conversation going as well.
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"Same here. I don't really like pink at all, but that's just me. I love orange and a nice darker shade of cyan, and the two colors together look really nice."
She shifted her foot. "How long would you say that I'd have to keep this propped up before I can walk around again?" |
"You should most likely stay that way for today. I know it won't be much fun but it's going to take a lot longer to heal if you keep on it. I could put a movie in if you would like. Sorry I know I'm not the best at conversation," he said to her feeling a little bad that he wasn't doing better. He normally did okay but he hadn't gotten a lot of rest.
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"I've been enjoying the conversation actually."
Except for the part where you crushed my dreams. "I would prefer you stay and talk, but if you're tired you can leave and get some rest." [[Menewsha went under maintenance for a bit. Sorry about that.]] |
"So have I and I doubt I could fall asleep even if I tried to lay down. I was wondering something actually. Have you ever had your art in a studio for a showing or anything?" he asked with real interest.
((no worries, they do that most nights at this time)) |
"A couple times, actually. I gained a crapload of money off of it, and I saved that up in my bank account."
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"I'm glad to hear that he," he said with genuine honesty. He was always glad to hear when someone was doing well. He heard her sigh and wondered if she really wanted him here or if she was just being polite. He decided he would keep talking and just be vigilant for more sighs. He continued and said, "Other than work do you have any plans?"
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"No, not really. Actually I don't. I try to go out with friends and things but they're always 'busy'."
Is he trying to take me out somewhere? It would be a friend thing, of course.. "My life isn't in the best state right now, and I'm just wondering about things. I'm sorry if I'm boring you with my one-sentence answers at the moment.. I just have a lot on my mind. I really do want to go for a long walk, maybe tomorrow or something. It would probably help." She shifted into a more comfortable position. She hated staying in the same position for a while and had to move often to get more comfortable. "What about you? Any plans?" |
"You should just take some time to yourself till you get things straightened out. I did that for a while and it helped. Me? Oh not any solid plans. I guess it would depend on what kind of mood I was in when I woke up. I've decided to take thing easy here," he said and laughed lightly. "I guess that sort of makes me sound like a bum doesn't it," he added.
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She smiled. "Yeah, just a little bit."
She ran a hand through her hair, scratching her head a bit. "Damn conditioner," she muttered, and then yawned. "I'm starting to get a little tired. I'm not bored by your conversation, I just wanted to say, I don't want you getting the wrong idea." |
He chuckled at her reply and said,"Yes I suppose it does. I'm pretty good at matching hair with the right product. If you would like I could point out a few you might want to try." he opened he was being helpful.
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"If you wouldn't mind, another time, please.. Also.. I'd like to ask you a favor before I fall asleep."
She hoped it wouldn't be too much for him to do. |
"Sure ask away. I can't promise anything but hopefully I can help," he said to her.
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Rain was half-asleep now, just on the line between awake and asleep.
"Something my dad used to do when I was a kid.. Lay next to me, rub my back, always made me fall asleep faster... Don't worry, I won't rape you, haha[[LOL XD]]... If thats too much, just hold my hand.. Only until I fall asleep.. then you can.. leave..." In a good two minutes, Rain would be asleep and dreaming. Hopefully.. not too much for him... tired.. aahhh. |
He could hold back a laugh and said, "Oh I'm not worried about you raping me. I don't mind at all ." He sat down on the bed and methodically and gently rubbed her back. He had some masseuse lessons a few years back and wasn't too bad at it either.
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[[Don't mind her raping you, or don't mind the back rub? I got confused there XD]]
Rain felt automatically safer with a gentle hand on her back. She turned over, groaned once, and then fell asleep. "Good night, Santo... and.. mou ichido arigatou. I really appreciate..." Rain yawned, and was asleep. [[I'm going to sleep. I'll be on tomorrow, though. Good Night! :D]] |
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