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Post by Aubrey McLaggen on May 21, 2007 22:15:30 GMT -5
"Andre?" Aubrey repeated, running a hand threw her hair and eventually just snapping the ribbon out of it. "On-dray?"
She pronounced the syllables, and stressed the on, and the dray. At the moment, it sounded like she was a toddler learning a new word. A word that she liked.
"Oh. My. Gosh. What a pretty name, Andre! Andre, Andre, Andre!" By the way Aubrey said things, it sounded like she wished she was moaning his name. Thats how excited she was. Thats how much she enjoyed the ring of the name in her ear, and the way it made her heart leap.
Spinning in a circle, once, twice, and then stopping so that she stumbled onto Andre... On purpose, of course, but she made it seem otherwise, Aubrey giggled.
Aubrey then said, "Oppsiiieeess, sorry, Andre!" with a sheepish grin and a slight, fake flush as she pulled away and fell back into the grass on her bottom. Luckily, they were on a slight hill, and Aubrey went tumbling down it until hitting a skinny tree. The tree yelped, and Aubrey exclaimed the word sorry about three times before pulling herself onto her knees beside the tree. "Come, site down. It will be our little date- our little ball."
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Post by Andre LeCaron on May 22, 2007 17:17:19 GMT -5
Andre gave her a faint smile as she stressed his name - several times - and then confirmed, "Yeah, it's... Andre..." He raised his eyebrows, however, when she said it for the fifth or sixth time, and ended up shaking his head. Oh my. She seemed just a tad too enthusiastic about... well, anything at all at the moment really. Was she drunk? Pfft. No. She didn't seem drunk. Just... crazy. Yes. Crazy.
He blinked several times as she ended up stumbling into him - a bit odd, he supposed, which stressed on the 'she's definitely drunk' point, but that was very much so besides the point. "Uhm... don't worry it," he replied. Of course, he was beginning to think that perhaps she was acting just slightly odd. However, most girls did at one point or another, and he decided that he somewhat found that it was fitting to her.
"Now /that/, Aubrey dear, sounds like a brilliant plan." My. How he sounded all proper and all... sort of. Despite the somewhat thick French accent and the fact that he was trying to find words fitting to the situation that she would understand, of course. [/size]
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