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"There is more in the fridge, if you need more," He said taking a seat on the edge of the dining room chair.
"There is more in the fridge, if you need more," He said taking a seat on the edge of the dining room chair.
"I won't need more, but thanks," she said politely. "I have to go to work soon."
"Work," He said with sudden interest, "Where do you work?"
"At a restaurant called Antonio's."
"Waitressing?" He asked quirking an eyebrow.
"No, I'm a busser. I don't think I'm cut out to be a waitress," she replied with a shrug.
“Bussing,” he repeated as If he was processing it. “Do you enjoy your work.”
"Yeah, I guess you could say that. Its not fun when there's a whole ton of people, but at least it's not like that all the time."
“It is good to do what you enjoy,” he said not making eye contact.
"Well, I think it's almost time for me to go," she told him, setting the empty glass on a counter. "Thanks for the lemonade!"
“Not a problem,” he said staring at the glass wondering how he was going to pick it up. He hated other people’s germs.
She smiled warmly at him. "Can I come back later?" she asked shyly.
James looked at her suddenly, “Um, yeah. Of course,”
Max poked his head out of the bathroom. "Can you come back forever?"
James looked at him confused. How could she stay forever? He was too literal sometimes and jokes went over his head a lot.
"Maybe!" Looking very happy, she bounded lightly over to the door. She opened it, and hovered just inside the doorway. "Bye!" she chirped, and quietly closed the door.
(And literally, bye, but I'll be back soon :)
(Okie dokie)
James checked the time, “I should go to class,”
(I’ll also brb.)
(I am back)
Name: Patrik
Age: 69
Gender: Male
Roommate(s): Darcie
Major: Sleeping
Looks: Short Gray hair wrinkly skin brown eyes with a big scar on the left one
Personality: ISTP
Flaws: Always very grumpy and tired
Attire: Black shirt and jeans
Occupation: student Studying to be a lawyer
Talents: throwing boots at people's heads and sleeping through anything
Hobbies: Sleeping and yelling at people for stupid things
One Random Fact: Used to be in the military
Other: Slytherin
Amanda woke up after sleeping through all the yelling. She slipped out of her bed and into her slippers and slammed open her bedroom door, "GUYS WHAT THE HELL IS ALL THE COMMOTION ABOUT?" she shouted, her voice quiet and raspy.
James shot his hands to his ears, "Why does everyone always yell?"
Amada's face fell, "Sorry James" she replied, smiling weakly. "Max?"
James lowered his hands, "It's fine. The sink exploded, I figured out why. Pipes are like veins." He said again.
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