"Ok, once more.
1. Wallet for which to pay various monies to creepy guys who never smile, shave, or smell of anything but patchouly oil 2. Watch for which to refer and keep us on schedule for all the fun carny shenanigans 3. Breath spray for which to be making fresh lippings on her pretty pretty ā¦lips. 4. Smile for which to melt her heart like a snow cone in dubai.
Check, check, check, and check, alright here we go.ā
Nathan knocks 3 times on her front door. He hasnāt knocked four times on anything since david tennant left doctor who. He believes it now to be a bad omen foretelling death at every turn. He decides not to mention anything this crazy this early on. His thoughts drift as he waits.
(Iād make a good companion, or maybe even a doctor, then Gillian could be my sexy companion. Nah thatād never work, a few trips in and sheād catch on to all the nude beaches weād visit. Iād like to think iām above that or smart enough to space out those trips but lets face it, itād be like France all the time. I wonder ifā¦ Whoa)
"Whoa."
Gillian stands at the door, he tries to remember to think, how to think, but nothing comes.
Deep down Gillian was actually pretty damn girly, though her love of obscenities probably kept that secret well. She fussed with her hair until she thought her arms would break off from the strain and then it happenedā¦her phone buzzed with a text from Nate - and weāre talking Malcolm-Iām-So-Hot-You-Might-Not-Care-If-The-Alliance-Takes-Over-As-Long-As-You-Can-Run-Away-With-Me-On-Serenity-Reynolds. And dear God, donāt even get Gillian started on Captain Hammer. So, yeah, she turned too quickly to answer her cell phone and the blistering hot roller of her curling iron landed firmly on her delicate neck skin. "Fuck-damn-shit." She screamed loud enough to wake the dead, quickly pulling the hot iron away from her neck, and letting out another shriek as she noticed the large hickey-shaped welt that was forming brightly in that perfumed spot under the ear where she so enjoyed being kissed. "Fucking awesome, dude is gonna think this isnāt the first date Iāve had this week." Gillian muttered to herself, covering the burn with makeup as best she could before the third knock struck the door. "Hey you." She smiled up at him. "Good thing you didnāt knock four times, I mightāve burst into tears."
Oh god, never. If i even hear someone or something knock four times, i add a fifth and sixth for good measure.
(I wonder if i can win her a stuffed dalek at the fair.)
You, look, ā¦ Is wow an acceptable word, Iām not sure it does you justice.
Wow is absolutely acceptable! In fact, it's the only word that wouldn't have been a great insult. Except for "yowzah," that would'a worked too. (I wonder if they have stuffed daleks and if that sexy arm of his can throw?)... So are you a fan of rides? Like can you just pop off of the whirl-a-bout and hit the zipper without getting sick?
