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Post by georgiamay on Jan 16, 2014 21:34:51 GMT
(( I'm here Mr. King Dude XD ))
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Post by georgiamay on Jan 16, 2014 21:35:11 GMT
(( And I got emailed by Vanderbilt! My dream college ))
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Post by Confetti on Jan 16, 2014 21:58:09 GMT
(( Congratulations! That's awesome!! :3 ))
Nero went over to the fridge and retrieved the mustard and ketchup, then brought them back to the counter. He took the buns and opened up the bag. He pulled out a bun and carefully separated it so he could put on the other ingredients. He built his hamburger just the way he had wanted it. He took a bite, savoring the taste. "It's awesome!" he said through a mouthful of food.
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Post by georgiamay on Jan 16, 2014 22:05:51 GMT
Emilianna did a bit of curtsy, chuckling a bit. "I'm glad you like it." She straightened back up and began to construct her burger, adding first the burger to the bun, then cheese, lettuce, tomato, pickles, ketchup, and mustard. She smiled as a timer went off for the fries, and she pulled them out using a blue oven mitt. She laid the pan on the stove and smirked. "Eat up, Nero."
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Post by Confetti on Jan 16, 2014 22:14:46 GMT
Nero decided he would try to eat at a more reserved pace. He took a bite of his hamburger and chewed it slowly as he casually reached over and grabbed a few fries to stuff into his mouth. Normally he would have practically swallowed the burger in one bite, but he figured he might as well learn some manners sooner or later. He wasn't living on the street anymore, after all. He gulped down the food in his mouth. "Thanks," he said, giving her a grateful glance. He grabbed a few fries and stuck them in his mouth.
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Post by georgiamay on Jan 16, 2014 22:16:50 GMT
Emilianna watched Nero carefully. "Nero? Where do you live?" She figured he was homeless because of his willingness to stay in a stranger's apartment, but she didn't want to assume. Her emerald eyes watched him curiously as she she chewed on a bit of her bacon-cheese burger.
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Post by Confetti on Jan 16, 2014 22:25:41 GMT
"Nowhere," Nero answered simply without much thought. He gulped down his food so he could speak. "I used to live in this old Victorian house with my parents, but..." he shrugged as if it was no big deal. "They weren't too keen on housing an accused traitor,"
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Post by georgiamay on Jan 16, 2014 22:32:22 GMT
Emilianna nodded. "Things happen in times like this: parents turn against their children and vice versa, your siblings either turn you over or protect you, and sometimes...your best friends turn on you. Things happen, but nothing is ever the same for long." She finished up her burger and took a few fries. She smiled up athim. "You're welcome to stay here if you like, Nero. I don't bite." She grinned with mischief.
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Post by Confetti on Jan 16, 2014 22:36:58 GMT
Nero smiled up at her. "I'd hope not, I wouldn't want rabies," he said playfully. He his expression faded to one of seriousness as he considered her proposition, not sure how to respond. He didn't want to overstay his welcome, but he needed a place to stay, and he wouldn't find anything else even if he tried. "I guess I could stay," he concluded finally.
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Post by georgiamay on Jan 16, 2014 22:40:48 GMT
Emilianna smiled. "Do you need more clothes?" She sat up on the counter watching him. "I have some clothes you can use, but you will need your own. Clothes that you can take with you when you decide you want to leave. How's that sound?"
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Post by Confetti on Jan 16, 2014 22:42:25 GMT
Nero looked up at her, his electric green eyes shimmering. "Maybe we could buy some clothes during our walk," he suggested, figuring they might as well do something during the time. He still couldn't believe how hospitable she was being to him.
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Post by georgiamay on Jan 16, 2014 22:47:01 GMT
Emilianna nodded. "Good idea, Nero." She jumped down from the counter. "I'm going to change into something more appropriate for outdoors. Do you need some jeans or a jacket?" She asked, a single blonde eyebrow raised.
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Post by Confetti on Jan 16, 2014 22:51:02 GMT
Nero nodded. "Both, please," he said, putting the last of his burger into his mouth and finishing it quickly. He stood up off his stool and stretched his arms up into the air.
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Post by georgiamay on Jan 16, 2014 22:53:19 GMT
Emilianna walked over into her room and grabbed a pair of jeans from from the back of the closet and a black winter jacket. She folded them over her arm and brought them out to him. "Go ahead and change, and I'll get ready."
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Post by Confetti on Jan 16, 2014 22:57:08 GMT
Nero took the clothes and gave her a brisk nod of thanks. He walked into the guestroom, locking the door behind him. He stripped at an impressive speed, and put the new clothing back on at an equally impressive pace. It felt strange to be wearing clean clothes. He had grown used to his clothes smelling bad and sticking to his sides. He put on the jacket, glad that Emilianna had chosen black. He would have killed her if she had given him a pink jacket or something.
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