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Post by Christopher Bennet on Jul 8, 2008 17:11:19 GMT -5
A date. He had a real date. With a gorgeous, longlegged blonde. Who had the most beautiful blue eyes he had ever seen. He completely missed the point about her nine pets, just smiled and nodded dumbly. She could have asked that he chop off both of his thumbs, and he would have handed her the hatchet with no resistance, still smiling stupidly.
"Four-thirty? Great, great, perfect." he was going to say more, but heard a door slam somewhere, and knew his time was almost up.
"If you see an overweight, balding, unibrow type bloke about, say, this high," he put his hand level with her shoulder to show height, "looking for me, just say you saw me going out on er, Ministry business, that'll do it, right?" he winked at her, and ran off just in time to hear heavy footsteps and his name being bellowed by that horrid old man as he turned the corner.
((You can make the thread, if you don't mind it))
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Post by Professor Torza Ansari on Jul 8, 2008 17:15:23 GMT -5
((SURE THING)))
Torza smiled at him happily, fine so the last time she had been in London had ended up not so well, well behind bars in fact but that was in the past now and besides Chris seemed sensible so she knew straight away that he would help keep her...sane....well he could try to.
"I'll look out for him then" she smiled at him as he walked off quickly. Seeing the man she pointed the other way and said, "yeah...yeah.....by" patting him on the head she turned and skipped off out of the exit with a smile on her face. Now all she needed was a map of London to help her find Starbucks.....
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