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dramaturgy) wrote2004-07-25 07:04 pm
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parcae DOOOO IIIIIIT!
1. Pick any one of my user icons.
2. Write a drabble about the one you picked. Yes, you . :D
3. Post it for me? Pretty please?
(Then post this in your journal and I'll do the same for you.)
I have 50 userpics. Let's put them to work, yo.
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1. Pick any one of my user icons.
2. Write a drabble about the one you picked. Yes, you . :D
3. Post it for me? Pretty please?
(Then post this in your journal and I'll do the same for you.)
I have 50 userpics. Let's put them to work, yo.
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No one that is, except the boy who stood across the dance floor, seemingly mesmerized by the wallflower. Once he thought he caught her eye, just to see her gaze keep shifting over to a pretty blonde girl and her prince and back across the room, until it passed over him again.
Sending her a small smile he took a step forward, willing her to meet him halfway. She seemed to accept his message as she gingerly took several slow steps in his direction.
His smile widened as he reached for her hand and kissed it gently, causing a blush to appear on both faces.
"We deserve each other." He commented as they both began swaying to the music and resolving to dance through life.
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