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Post by evelyn lolaine galvign on Dec 12, 2011 2:21:56 GMT -5
  TAGGING ryan andrew guy COUNTING one seventy-seven WEARING here
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Eve was a very funny girl, sexy and funny. She seemed to be perfect, but Ryan wasn't going to left that happen to him. He was content with where they were at. He chuckled at her remark, "Or if they're like you, it makes the shot all the sweeter" he said with a slight wink. He had never been described as a total sweet heart before, but he rolled with it, "I've never had a girlfriend last over like a month, to be honest"
Ryan, seemed to be completely nice and flirty it was fun and she had no complaints. What girl didn’t like compliments? Though, she hoped to not be red in the face all night. ”Is that so...but I like lemon after my shots.” she taunted it being a joke and poking at a sour not. Past a month?” she asked tucking some hair behind her ear. ”Well, then you weren’t in the right relationships” she pointed out. She believed in what was supposed to happen happened..like fate. It was childish, but it was Eve.
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Post by ryan on Dec 12, 2011 2:34:44 GMT -5
He had never listened to the possibility someone might be out there specifically for him. He was under the impression that he was a puzzle piece, and sooner or later, someone was going to have complete him sooner or later, but for now, he was one piece in a thousand other ones.
She had a great sense of humor, and he liked her quirkiness, but now, he wanted to get out of this club....with her. He wanted to take her back to his place, and finally get that kiss that he wanted so badly. "Eh, maybe you're right" he said agreeing with her statement. Here it was the moment of truth, "Hey, i've got some studying to do. Do you want to come back to my dorm?" he said with a hopeful smile on his face.
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Post by evelyn lolaine galvign on Dec 12, 2011 19:49:13 GMT -5
TAGGING ryan andrew guy COUNTING one thirty-four WEARING here
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Eve looked around the club and then back at him when he asked her if she wanted to leave to go to his dorm. The two of them hadn't been there long or maybe it was just her. She bit her lip and shrugged. You don't still want to dance with me?" she asked knowing it was swing and all, but the dorms she had just left from there.
The girl took another drink of her water and put it in her oversized bag and slowly walked backwards a little. "I don't bite" she promised as if someone bit during dancing, but then again some people were weird. She may consider going back to his dorm with him post that. "Studying? It's a saturday loosen up a little you'll have fun I garuntee it?"
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Post by ryan on Dec 12, 2011 20:17:10 GMT -5
They had been talking for over and hour. He showed his teeth when she talked about how she didn't bite. He thought for sure that she would, and it would be kinky. "If you said, that with enough dancing, that you would bite me, that would be interesting, eh, guess somethings should stay a dream" He took a sip of his water, and leaned back in his chair.
He could handle her, he was sure of it. She was sexy, but seemed to be a little promiscious, and that was fine. A little bit never hurt anyone. Looking around the music changed again, great more headaches.
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Post by evelyn lolaine galvign on Dec 12, 2011 20:30:55 GMT -5
TAGGING ryan andrew guy COUNTING one something WEARING here
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The girl must have lost track of time, because she looked at her phone and it said they had been talking for an hour? That couldn't right he barely got of the stage and started off with a drink. Man time flew faster than she knew. He didn't say he wanted to dance though as she backed up to the floor a bit so she stopped and watched as he kind of just sat there biting her lip. She laughed a little. "Its an expression..I don't go around biting people" she said shaking her head some. She didn't!
The boy seemed kind of set on sitting there or going back to his dorm she wasn't so sure what to do. "Are you playing anymore tonight?" she asked wondering if she had missed most the show or if he was going to do another one maybe?
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Post by ryan on Dec 13, 2011 0:10:35 GMT -5
"Are you playing anymore tonight?"
He thought about it. He couldnt see why not. He looked on the stage, saw that it had a piano on it, and looked back at her. "I wonder what would happen if i played a slow song" He had the perfect song in mind. Memphis lives in me. It was, in his mind, the best song. He quietly looked back at her, before saying, "Yeah, I got another one in me" before getting up, and taking one last drink, and walking back to the stage. He sat down and began to play. "There is a town that i call home, Where all the streets are paved with soul..."
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Post by evelyn lolaine galvign on Dec 13, 2011 3:59:40 GMT -5
TAGGING ryan andrew guy COUNTING one fifty WEARING here
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The boy definitely reminded her of some boys back home in Texas. She missed her parents, friends, and other family and couldn't wait to get back to the ranch for Christmas though she would miss the people here. Though she would see them next year so to speak. In January...she watched him look at the stage and then get up and go to it and raised a brow. Was it like open mic night? She had only performed at the ball room...wouldn't be interesting if she could perform else where? Eh, she had a lot of glory performing at the ball room. She listened to him sing kind of singing along "Down on Beale there's a honky-tonk bar, o hear the wail of a blues guitar ave a beer and drop a dime in the blind man's jar..." ah, such good taste in music and a nice voice to match.
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Post by ryan on Dec 13, 2011 15:05:08 GMT -5
He continued the song, playing along, and trying to focus on impressing her. He glanced over to her, and she was singing along. He was happy, but the song was important. He loved every note, and loved singing for her. He quickly played his way out, before ending the song. He was happy, and he wanted to take her home....If she'd have him. He walked off the stage, and put his guitar in its case, as he walked back to her. Alright, now im done" he softly, spoke as he sat back down.
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Post by evelyn lolaine galvign on Dec 14, 2011 7:07:39 GMT -5
TAGGING ryan andrew guy COUNTING one ninety-three WEARING here
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Evee, enjoyed listening to him sing it was really nice. The boy had a nice voice and he had good taste in music, but she did like a lot of different varieties. She covered an occasional song or two in the ballroom, but most of what she sang didn’t have royalties. She owned the songs she sang and she was oh so proud of them even if she had some negative feedback from time to time. Not everyone was going to like every bit of music dropped upon them. The girl got a lot of compliments on her singing voice and her lyrics, but then she did like the other feedback as well it helped her to become a better writer.
Ryan appeared in front of her once more and she smiled at her as he sat back down. It was obvious she was not going to be getting a dance out of him tonight. Obviously, he cared for one type of music specifically? She wasn’t sure. ”Bravo bravo” she said clapping for him personally and then got her water bottle back out and took a sip looking about then back at him.
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