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Post by Violet Weglarz on Jan 20, 2008 18:36:19 GMT -5
"They're not that bad," she said. She did like them, but she didn't listen to them as much as the rejects, and then she listened to boys like girls next. Those were the bands that she loved basically. She didn't know what she would do if she couldn't listen to them.
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Post by Drew Hanes on Jan 20, 2008 18:39:13 GMT -5
"They're my number one. along with Rejects, Boys like girls, my chemical romance, and red jumpsuit app." he said with a smile. He had been told a few times that he looked like Martin Johnson of Boys Like Girls but he didn't believe it.
"What do you think of those?" he said with a smile. He hoped some of them would spark a new debate.
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Post by Violet Weglarz on Jan 20, 2008 18:44:16 GMT -5
"Love them," she said laughing. Those were def her favorite bands of all time. She couldn't believe that this person was pretty much just like her. She didn't think that this could ever happen.
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Post by Drew Hanes on Jan 20, 2008 18:50:32 GMT -5
Drew smiled, "That's good. If you didn't I'd have to kill you." he said with a laugh. "I have to ask you something, use your musical expertise." he said with a smile. "Since you love Boys Like Girls. Tell me this. Do I look a bit like Martin Johnson?" he said with a smile. He had been told so many times, it wasn't funny. He wanted to see what she thought.
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Post by Violet Weglarz on Jan 20, 2008 18:56:27 GMT -5
"Hm..." she said, thinking for a minute. She thought he did look like him, but wanted to look a little longer, just so she knew what she thought. "Yes, I think you do," she said. he looked a lot like Martin, and it shocked her really. She didn't know what else to say but yes. She smiled at him, and then took a bite out of her burger, only having a little left.
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Post by Drew Hanes on Jan 20, 2008 18:59:58 GMT -5
"That's what I've been told. Now it's confirmed." he said with a smile. He was kind of happy that he looked like Martin but it kind of scared him too.
He looked down at the table as he picked up his drink, he still had a bit of burger left. He decided against eating it and tossed it into the trash. He took a few gulps of his coke. It was perfect.
"Your turn for subjects." he said with a laugh.
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Post by Violet Weglarz on Jan 20, 2008 19:03:37 GMT -5
"Hm," she said. "How about...favorite movie?" she asked. Sure, it wasn't on the topic of music, but who really cared? They were talking, and having fun, that's all that mattered to Violet right now. She looked at her skirt again, the stain still sitting there, staring at her. She wanted to get it off, but couldn't do it there. She had to wash it out. God how I hate my OCD she thought.
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Post by Drew Hanes on Jan 20, 2008 19:20:01 GMT -5
Drew thought about it for a second. "It all depends on what i want to watch. Action would have to be the fast and the furious or something like that. I have a favorite for each category really, but I'm not going to list them. What about you?" he said with a smile.
He saw her glance down at her skirt once again, he finally saw what she was looking at. A small grease stain. He smiled a bit, "No need to worry about that, I have a ketchup stain on my jeans at this very moment." he said with a laugh as he pointed to the small red dot on his leg.
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Post by Violet Weglarz on Jan 20, 2008 19:24:16 GMT -5
"Hm, my favorite movie would have to be....Harry Potter. I just love those movies!" she said, laughing. She did have a favorite for each category, but Harry Potter was her favorite.
"Well, that stain doesn't look akward," she said. Outside, she looked like she didn't care. But her mind was screaming at her to get something to clean it up, and her skirt as well. She hated it. She tried to hide her OCD as much as possible, though she didn't do a good job of it.
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Post by Drew Hanes on Jan 20, 2008 19:29:13 GMT -5
Drew looked at her for a second. "I couldn't ever really get into the Harry Potter Movies." he smiled a bit. He looked at her for a moment, she was fighting a losing battle with herself, he could tell. "Put an ice cube on it and then put a napkin over it." he said with a small grin. Why hadn't he thought about it before? He wasn't really one to let people know he knew those kinds of things but it came in handy when in a jam.
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Post by Violet Weglarz on Jan 20, 2008 19:47:30 GMT -5
"Okay," she said. She took an icecube out of her cup, and placed it on her stain. It was REALLY cold on her. Then put the napkin over it. She would do anything to get the stain out. "Thanks. I don't tell anyone this, but, I have a major OCD problem," she said, looking down at her skirt. He was the first person who knew about this. Not even her parents knew. She just always kept it to herself.
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Post by Drew Hanes on Jan 21, 2008 10:31:41 GMT -5
"Wow. I'm sorry." He didn't know what else to say to that, he knew what it was, some of his buddies had it but he really didn't know what it was like. "Least the stain is gone now." he said with a laugh.
He enjoyed hanging out with her, he hoped they could become good friends. It was really easy to talk to her, and that really didn't come easy for him.
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Post by Violet Weglarz on Jan 21, 2008 10:57:06 GMT -5
"Yeah," she said laughing, "It's a real pain sometimes." She took a sip of her coke, and took the last bite of her hamburger. She was still hungry kind of, but didn't want to get something else to eat. She wasn't that hungry anyways. So, she just sat there, and made sure her phone and iPod hadn't fallen out of her pocket, they seem to do that a lot.
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Post by Drew Hanes on Jan 21, 2008 11:00:30 GMT -5
Drew couldn't help but smile, he was having a great time with her. He hadn't expected to hang out with anyone today but he was glad he had met her. It made his day less boring.
"I don't know first hand but I guess it could." he said with a smile.
He looked at her for a second, "What would you like to do?" he said with a smile. He was getting tired of sitting but he still wanted to hang out with her.
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Post by Violet Weglarz on Jan 21, 2008 11:58:06 GMT -5
"Hm. I don't know, you decide," she said. She held on to her pocket, because she could feel her phone sliding out. But, unfortunately, she heard it drop, and looked at the floor. Her sidekick had fallen on the floor, and the battery came out of it. She mumbled something inaudible under her breath, which sounded something like shit, and picked up her phone and battery, shoving it back in her pocket.
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