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“Why do have a marble collection,”
“Why do have a marble collection,”
"Cus they're pretty." Max shrugged.
“You sound like a child,” James sighed.
“When do we get our new pipes?” He asked changing the subject.
(Anyone still on? I'm back :D )
(I am)
(YAAAAAHY)
A loud slam came from downstairs, followed by a barely audible "Oh, dang it –"
James jumped, “What was that?”
Another door creaked open, then ever so quietly shut.
“Darcie?” He said slightly louder than usual.
"Oy," came from the room below, very faintly. For a minute, there was silence, then came a quiet knocking on the door.
James got up and answer the door. “Hey”
"Oh, hi, I didn't think you'd still be awake –" Darcie started, then grimaced and whispered, "I didn't wake you up, did I?"
“No you did not wake me up, I was awake.” He stepped aside, “Do you want to come in?”
"Oh, um – sure!" she stammered, stepping timidly inside.
“This place is not a dump,” he smiled and closed the door.
"Well, it does look nice…" She trailed off, yawning.
“What was the commotion about downstairs?” He asked walking back to the couch.
"I accidentally slammed the front door," she explained bashfully, rubbing her nose.
“You scared me,” He let out a laugh.
"Ah, I do that all the time," Darcie said offhandedly. "I uh – I should probably be getting to bed."
“Yeah me too, goodnight,”
"Goodnight," she said, tiptoeing out the door and back down to her room.
(Night : )
(Night!)
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