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Post by Marie Lynn on May 22, 2007 20:28:38 GMT -5
Mike let out a little laugh. "Oh, come on smile. Your here with me so you have a reason to." He said, joking around and trying to chear Emilie up. He smiled softly at her. "Did you want to watch a movie or something?" He asked, not really knowing what else to say. He fixed his hair with his hands again.
(ooc: my real friend MIKE....it's acutally him in the picture, fixes his hair all the time. It's acutally quite funny. i wanna make a video of every time he does it in one day! lol....)
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Post by Maxwell Green on May 24, 2007 15:20:45 GMT -5
Oh, come on smile. Your here with me so you have a reason to. Emilie rolled her eyes playfully, though did as she was asked. She smiled, giggling softly. However, she didn't comment. She couldn't think of anything clever to say. Luckily, she didn't really need to, since Mike spoke once more. Did you want to watch a movie or something? Emilie shrugged again. "Whatever you want to do." She answered, looking over toward the TV near the dresser. It wasn't a big screen or anything, but it was nicely sized for the size of the room. It was sitting ontop of a tall table with a large drawer, where Emilie kept the majority of her movies. Most of them were darker ones, like Edward Siccorhands or Donnie Darko, but they were all very good and quite interesting, nonetheless.
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Post by Marie Lynn on May 24, 2007 15:34:34 GMT -5
Mike smiled, looking up at Emilie. He followed her gaze towards the TV. "Well then, what should we watch?" He asked, standing up and straightening his shirt. He walked over to the TV and turned it on, hoping the volume wasn't up very loud. He had also thought about going to his dorm and making a bowl of popcorn, but he didn't know if Emilie liked popcorn.
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Post by Maxwell Green on May 24, 2007 15:54:33 GMT -5
Well then, what should we watch? Emilie shrugged once more, laying down on her stomach as Mike walked over to the TV. "It doesn't matter to me." She answered sweetly. She never watched TV or movies often, so they were kind of pointless to have. But, sometimes they were good for a little entertainment. She smiled faintly. "Whatever you want to watch." She pointed to the drawer beneath the TV. "There are movies in there if you want to pick one of those out." She suggested, flicking her head back in order to keep her fiery red hair away from her pale face.
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Post by Marie Lynn on May 24, 2007 15:59:48 GMT -5
Mike nodded and slowly opened the drawer. He looked inside and saw quite a few movies in it. Mike reached into the drawer and pulled out a random movie, which happened to be Edward Scissorhands. "Well I guess it's Edward Scissorhands, unless you want something else?" He said, looking back at Emilie who had rolled onto her stomach. Mike's gaze turned toward her ankle.
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Post by Maxwell Green on Jun 7, 2007 19:57:07 GMT -5
Emilie watched him as he sorted through her many DVDs, none of which she ever watched often. She smiled faintly, resting her hands under her chin cutely as she watched him. Her smile widened as he turned to look at her. Well I guess it's Edward Scissorhands, unless you want something else? Suddenly, she looked enthralled. Her eyes went wide with excitement and she sat up a little straight, "Oh, I love that movie!" She exclaim cheerfully. "I haven't seen it in so long." She looked back toward her phone for a moment, trying to decide if she should order something. She probably wouldn't eat, but maybe Mike would want something. "Do you want to get something to eat? I could order something if you want." She asked as she turned her head back to Mike, her eyes curious.
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Post by Marie Lynn on Jun 21, 2007 22:58:40 GMT -5
"It doesn't matter to me. If you want." He said, opening the DVD case. He put it in the DVD player and pressed play. Mike walked back over to the bed and carefully sat down. He looked at Emilie's ankle again. "Emilie, put your ankle back down and keep the ice on it." He told her, in a stern, but nice tone.
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