TheClosetKidnapper

Hm. Sure. Awen I oepn my eyes and glance back at him, getting the feeling he's doing the same to me every so often.

Hm. We need to spice it up somehow. Ideas? Awen I cross my arms and sigh, resting my eyes for just a moment.

Awen I sip on my drink, taking a deep breath, and wonder how long I'd be able to stay here without being noticed or recognized.

Awen I smile and blush again, pulling my hood back up, "Thank you."

Awen I flash a smile and check to make sure the bartender. Looking around, I decide it's safer now than it would be if I fought him about this and ...

Awen I nod and sip my drink too, sighing. Thought he read my mind or something...

Awen I turn to him, "What?"

Awen I nod slowly. Could a guy even been a b*tch?

Awen I flash a smile, "What's a Slag?"

Awen I laugh a little at Joey before sipping my own drink. Sh*tfaced... Wow.

Awen I smile back even though he can't see me, "Here and there. Nowhere, really."

Awen I flash a smile at him, fingering my hood, "Uh...nice to meet you too." I blush a little, thankful he can't see it, and wonder what exactly he meant ...

She didn't scoot away... o.o She just thought about it. Lol Awen I glance at him again, hesitating before answering, "Awen."

Awen He spills all over himself and I glance at him again, contemplating scooting away to prevent any damages. Instead, I look away and down my water, ordering an orange ...

Awen I flash a smile at what happens with the bartender and take a sip of my water, staying silent and concealed.