10-30-2007, 01:48 AM
He pursed his lips, crossing his eyes in a brief bout of uncharacteristic behaviour to take a peek at his own hanging down bangs. He shrugged. "Guess we can't all pull it off. Heh."
He raised a brow at the scar, but decided against asking. He could swear some days this girl had a new injury for every day of the week. The pumpkin had wanted to put her in a bubble or tupperware or somesuch.
He smirked at her cat comment. "Not if she doesn't want to get fat."
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