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Post by Deleted on Jul 7, 2014 23:33:30 GMT -6
(Ehnvee & Silas arrive from Diner)
Ehnvee laughed as she got out of the truck. "Of course you can bring your food up. My fridge is pathetically empty so it will enjoy the company. And I don't mind a little creepy now and then."
She smirked as she walked past Silas towards the condo doors. Once they made it inside and up past the elevator she unlocked her front steel door with her mind. Across the front the numbers 715 were large and in charge. Every door was the same with the numbers. "At least I'm on the 7th floor and not 15th."
Evee laughed and opened the door, taking a step in and swooping up her dog, Beau, as he wiggled excitedly in her arms. She walked around the couch and into the kitchen, setting him down and pulling out a cup of dry dog food and pouring it into his bowl. She yelled from the kitchen. "Make yourself at home!"
As soon as she put the cup back in the dog food bag under her cabinet she turned and walked into the living room. Evee leaned her side against the wall separating the kitchen and living room. She watched as Silas walked into the room and looked around. With her mind she shut the door from across the way and locked it. Unfortunately for her the locking mechanisms were rather loud, and awkward. "Um, I didn't mean to make that sound like I'm locking you in or something..."
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Post by Deleted on Jul 8, 2014 0:07:10 GMT -6
Silas looked at the door as it locked and smirked at her words. “Oh no you locked me in, what ever will you do with me now” he laughed a littand moved towards her and set his containers down on the table and looked at her dog curiously. By his standard it was to small to be a dog but it was a cute large rat more or less but it was also a easy to tolerate thing to him some people liked small dogs. He looked into her eyes once again wanting to read her mind and figure out her more. “So dare I ask, whats on your mind?”
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Post by Deleted on Jul 8, 2014 0:11:39 GMT -6
Ehnvee smirked and glared her eyes a bit. "His name is Beau, and he's not a large rat."
She poked his chest playfully and turned, picking up his containers and walking over to the fridge. Evee was happy that he had set them down, letting her move them over to her fridge. she was embarrassed by what little she had in her house. Her dog had more food then she did. Not just because she worked all the time, but because she couldn't really cook. Besides Silas' leftovers there was two take-out boxes and a case of bottled water and a case, or two, of Diet Coke.
Evee cursed under her breath for not getting into that whole woman is the homemaker phase of the fifties. She turned and closed the door slowly and looked at Silas. She walked up and raised an eyebrow. "You're blank. What's wrong?"
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