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• Opens the door to the apartment, flicking on some lights as she enters, having left the door open for Owen. The room wasn't tidy, but it sure wasn't completely trashed. The place jus' looked 'lived in'.. "My li'l sister is staying with me for a bit and with everything that's been going on, we haven't had a heck of a lot of time to clean.." She didn't necessarily care what he really thought of the place, to her, it was jus' a place to crash for awhile. She slowly shed her coat and tosses it on the arm of the couch before she heads for the kitchen, -- Erica - Inside, 05:27:45 01/15/03 Wed
  • .He had nothing to 'shed', since all he was wearing was a white, cotton t-shit, that had been beneath his sweatshirt, 'fore he had given that away. "I think I'm fine..." Glancing 'bout, he decided that her place surpassed his own. "Wow... Rockin' Crib." He commented, 'fore launching himself 'pon one of the cluttered couches. (NT) -- .owen., 14:44:39 01/15/03 Wed
• Comes back with a carton of orange juice in hand, deciding to get out the alcohol if he suggested it.. She glances around at his description, "S'not really mine.. Inside >>> -- Erica, 14:51:16 01/15/03 Wed
  • .Her family came up again, and he guessed that it probably wasn't the best conversation topic, so he decided not to press on it. "Keep the shirt for a bit." Wrestling himself out of his laying position, he came to sit beside her. "Even still, this place is better then mine..." He laughed a bit, "Mine's alright, if you don't mind living like a cockroach." Chocolate gaze 'rose to meet her eyes, playfully. (NT) -- .owen., 14:59:18 01/15/03 Wed
• Nose wrinkles a bit, her amber flecked gaze thoughtful, "A cockroach? Aren't they, like, hard to kill?" Gives a bit of a grin, "And aren't they slimy and gross?" Mocks thoughtfulness, "Kinda reminds me of you Owey.." (NT) -- Erica, 15:02:00 01/15/03 Wed
  • ."Reminds you of me, huh? Reminds you of me... HUH?" While saying it, a broad grin formed 'cross his features, 'fore he blurted... "Ewwwww...You kissed a cockroach!" Playfully, he grabbed her 'round the middle and pressed his lips 'gainst her neck, "And a cockroach is kissing you now.." He kissed her neck again, "And now.. And NOW..." (NT) -- .owen., 15:08:25 01/15/03 Wed
• Giggles softly, though she doesn't resist him, "Silly boy.." Yeah, she could get used to this and him.. Laughs a bit more, "I never said you were a cockroach.. There's a big difference.." (NT) -- Erica, 15:11:17 01/15/03 Wed
  • ."Well, it was pretty close..." He laughed, as his arms gently squeezed her 'round the middle. "You smell yummy.. Just like me." He commented childishly, as he rested his chin 'pon her shoulder. Owen was just you're typical guy, and being so close to a girl a guy liked was.... tempting, in the least. But Owen, was learning quickly to restrain himself, for fear of losing the one thing that might be able to change him. (NT) -- .owen., 15:22:09 01/15/03 Wed
• At that she leans forward to smell his shoulder, "Yeah, I gotta admit you do smell pretty yummy.." Looks at him before she leans forward for her lips to hold his, yup, she'd been dying to do that all night. (NT) -- Erica, 15:25:47 01/15/03 Wed
  • .Before the kiss took flight, Owen had time to mumur a bit of quiet protest as to who smelled yummier -- he believed it was her. Owen was first to gently lead the kiss deeper, as his lips grasped hers. Alright -- this was bound to end up somewhere where it probably shouldn't... 'Twas up to Erica to break it, 'fore Owen would be too far gone to do such. (NT) -- .owen., 15:32:43 01/15/03 Wed
• Hell no, she was damn sure she wasn't going to end this yet, it felt way too good. She turns to face him, stradling him with ease as she deepens the kiss. (NT) -- Erica, 16:51:14 01/15/03 Wed
  • His hands ran a gentle trail up along her arms, and finally came to cup her face. Lips belonging to him, held her captive -- unwilling to break anything, or not knowing how. (NT) -- .owen., 04:12:30 01/16/03 Thu
• As her lips hesitantly explored his she was presently thoughtless.. jus' completely overwhelmed by his touch. Lithe hands drop to his shoulders, the thin digits gently caressing their resting place currently as her lips continue to be his - not necessarily having any current plan for anything, jus' enjoying what they were doing. (NT) -- Erica, 15:46:15 01/16/03 Thu
  • .with reluctance, Owen broke 'way from her -- knowing it was now, or never. The last thing he wanted to do, was for her to not be sure 'bout this whole thing... about him, and then regret everything... The last thing he wanted to do, was screw this up, or any other things that could cause her to turn her back, like he had once done. -->> -- .owen., 16:17:29 01/16/03 Thu
• Smiles a little bit, turning herself over so that she's sitting in his lap, her head against his shoulder as she gazes at the t.v. "There's a first for everything.." Tone was hushed, and her thought process had started up again, though it was taking a little bit longer than she liked to get into gear, "Am I Christina Aguilera beautiful, Britney Spears beautiful, or Jennifer Aniston beautiful?" Tone was more curious this time.. (NT) -- Erica, 16:29:10 01/16/03 Thu
  • .about to explain his reason for the sudden pull-back, he decided not to -- it would just make thing weird and she'd end up asking 'why am I so different?' or one of those questions girls asked when they were upset... or confused... or something. Fingers gently trail 'cross her tummy, only to become latched together at the point where her belly button lay. "Mmmm... You're better then that. Like; sexy...hot... cute... model, pretty. Does that work for you?" Faint grin twitched 'pon his lips fore he brought his mouth neared her ear, "You're better then them..." (NT) -- .owen., 02:52:52 01/17/03 Fri
• Lids open and shut slowly, a slight smile touching her lips, "I don't want to be.." Turns her head for her lips to touch his lightly before she chuckles at a thought, "Out of those three, which would you most likely sleep with?" Hey, it was time for some fun.. (NT) -- Erica, 05:41:43 01/17/03 Fri
  • ."All three." He said, as a broad grin quickly swept 'cross his features, of course -- this time, he was joking. To tell you the truth -- Brit, Christina, and Jenn had never really tickled his fancy... Probably because he was more of a Mandy, guy. "Actually... Britney Spears, 'cause she's got a rockin' bod, and she's cute, innocent -- but not saintly..." Drumming his fingers on her tummy, he added; "But I think you'd top all of them off, since you can't help being you... Yep, I'd rather sleep with you." -- Wonder how she'd take that? (NT) -- .owen., 14:10:11 01/17/03 Fri
• Brows rise a bit, nose wrinkling slightly brefore she shrugs, content with being flattered by it, "Well.. Someday I'd be honored to sleep with you too.." Lips touch his cheek gently before she turns back to the t.v. where a late night show of Friends is on, "Hey, speak of the Devil.." (NT) -- Erica, 14:44:59 01/17/03 Fri
  • "Why thank you... I'll look forward to that..." Slight smirk adorned his features momentarily 'fore the T.V was turned on, "Why couldn't you have added Courtney Cox to that list?" Merely joking about it, he kissed her cheek quickly. For some reason, he found himself thinking 'bout her family -- and what they were like... Why was it so awkward, whenever she talked of them? -- Or why did he, feel that way. (NT) -- .owen., 14:50:43 01/17/03 Fri
• Gasps a bit before she rises quickly to jog into the kitchen, taking out some Vodka and Jack Daniels from below the fridge, grabbing some shot glasses on her way back into the room, "Okay, we gotta play.." (NT) -- Erica, 14:56:32 01/17/03 Fri
  • .He seemed to gasp with her as she arose, merely surprised at her sudden 'go-go' antics. "Righty-o... Let's play." Smiling, his lean form 'rose from the couch and easily strode towards the coffee table, eyeing the shot glasses as he did so. "Whose first game?" He questioned, the usual playfulness twinkling within his chocolate gaze. (NT) -- .owen., 15:04:14 01/17/03 Fri
• Gives a bit of a grin, kneeling nect to the table and tending the drinks, mixing both the vodka and whiskey together before she looks up, "You go first.. I gotta think of somethin.." Raps her knuckles on the table idely.. (NT) -- Erica, 15:09:07 01/17/03 Fri
  • .Groaning, he pulled back some of the ol' family memories from within his mind. Those memories alone, were enough for him to drown himself in vodka. Pouring the contents of the shot glass into his mouth, he simply stated; "I hate my Sister and Brother... and my Mum... and my Dad..." It was said with such little emotion that one would think he didn't give a rat's ass about it at all. But that wasn't true, he did -- but had learned to deal with it. (NT) -- .owen., 15:17:07 01/17/03 Fri
• She just watches him, though doesn't offer any comment as of now.. And since he'd offered a tidbit on his family, she'd offer on hers.. She automatically downs her own incriment of alcohol, "My dad was a raging alcoholic who beat the shit out of us before he got cancer and dumped the world on my shoulders.." Hey, that was a bunch of facts fit into one big one.. (NT) -- Erica, 15:19:16 01/17/03 Fri
  • . Again, he didn't press her -- just let the information be slowly fed to him. Alright, so they could both elaborate on they're remarks at a later time... Ready for a new twist? Owen spun the alchol filled glass 'round, 'tween his fore-finger and index-finger. "Hmmm....Hm...Hm... What does Miss. Erica-Bo-Berica want to know?" (NT) -- .owen., 15:29:13 01/17/03 Fri
• Wrinkles her nose a bit, looking thoughtful before she rises, "I'm going to take a shower.. I'm actually starting to feel the alcohol in my brain.. So, you are staying with me tonight, you have absolutely no choice in the matter.." Rises, pulling him with her, "Jer and Lex left some stuff here if you want to borrow a few things.. Anyway.." She was already bounding up the stairs before she called back, "I want you to hold me tonight.." (NT) -- Erica, 15:34:41 01/17/03 Fri
  • ."I can do that..." Owen said rather quietly, with a shy grin planted 'pon his lips. Why'd she have to be so damned cute? His gaze followed absent-mindedly her til' she was out of sight. As soon as he heard the rush-and-flow of the shower up stairs, he went rambling through a box marked 'Lex and Jer's Schuff'. Retrieveing a pair of red-plaid pajama bottems, he figured they'd do. So what? He's miss his green-polka dotted ones for a single night, Big deal. (NT) -- .owen., 15:45:12 01/17/03 Fri
• As she steps into the shower she almost fainted from the pleasure the hot jets of water implanted within her. And though she wanted to - Inside -- Erica, 16:41:33 01/21/03 Tue
  • .Owen had barely finished pulling the plaid bottems over his boxers, when Erica walked in, apparently having just finished her shower. "Look whose all... FRESH." He smirked, while taking in her pinched-with-pink cheeks, and past-the-shoulder wet, locks. "So, you didn't get harassed by any sharks, or anything, while in there... Did you?" Playful gaze met hers 'fore he closed in on her, his arms easily enveloping her petit figure. "Mmm... You smell even yummier." His lips caught her neck for a second, nibbling lightly to enhance the word yummy. (NT) -- .owen., 14:13:47 01/22/03 Wed
• Lips catch his ear playfully as he finds her neck, giving a bit of a smile as she replies, "I should hope I smell yummy, I used the special shampoo and soap jus' for you.." Chuckles a bit, "And I woulda screamed for you first if Ida experienced any sort of testosterone induced animal in there.." Gives a bit of a cheeky smile before her lips hold his tenderly, her arms alighting to grace his shoulders. (NT) -- Erica, 17:24:37 01/22/03 Wed
  • ." Now I almost wish there had been an animal in there with ya, I definetly could have helped." -- Blame him for being a typical guy. Owen's hands fell to her hips, clasping 'hind her back, 'fore playful words spilled quietly from his lips, "Mmm... Ur gonna be yummy to snuggle with... A little soggy, but stilll yummy." (NT) -- .owen., 18:33:45 01/22/03 Wed
• Gives a bit of a childish grin, "If you woulda helped me you woulda been soggy too.." Gives another sweet grin before she looks up at him, "Lets go up to my room, its cold down here.. kinda an effect of me being completely and totally broke as of the moment.." Shrugs a bit, her hands moving to take his.. (NT) -- Erica, 18:36:50 01/22/03 Wed
  • .His large palm easily covered her small one, grasping it loosely as digits entwined with her own. "Soggy with you, would be okay... I'm sure I'd survive." Capturing her gaze for a moment, he gave 'er a bit of a wink, "Okay... But first, do you have cookies and milk?" (NT) -- .owen., 18:47:18 01/22/03 Wed
• Feigns indignance, "What kind of question is that? Do I have cookies and milk.." Head shakes as she mutters to herself, entering the kitchen alone to retrieve her secret stash of Chips Ahoy and a gallon of milk. On her return she looks at him, "Anything else?" (NT) -- Erica, 18:59:45 01/22/03 Wed
  • "Well... Some people don't have cookies and milk, and they try to pass of OJ for the milk, and that is... is just, WRONG." A faint grin trickled 'cross his broad jaw at his comment, remembering how people had thought it 'odd' that he needed sugar, 'fore bed... It was a habit he had mantained throughout his life. A habit, he had been unwillling to break, cookies were just too yummy. -->> -- .owen., 04:12:10 01/23/03 Thu
• Chuckles a bit, "I agree, that is deffinately jus' wrong.." Head shakes a bit before she, "You can have.. err.. me only on the second floor, they say heat rises.." And she starts up the stairs, not even really waiting for a response. Though she hums a bit before she sets the gallon of milk down on the bed as well as the cookies, following them with a high leap.. -- Erica, 13:34:57 01/23/03 Thu
  • .Owen bounded up the stairs after her, in a loose and easy jog. Upon entering her room, his gaze scored over her bed 'fore he made a fleeting leap towards it, catapulting himself onto the satin sheets. Looking up with a grin, he gave reason for his actions, "Sorry... It was just so tempting, it was all neat and everything. When things are neat, it's my duty to make them un-neat... Y'know." (NT) -- .owen., 14:26:12 01/23/03 Thu
• And she gives a bit of a grin before finding her way under her heaps of blankets, the only evidence of her being there nothing but her huge mass of wet blond hair peaking up from somewhere by her pillows. After fully warmed she resurfaces, though she doesn't quite leave the shelter of the blankets, jus' coming up to grab a few cookies, "Like I care.. I practically jump into bed every night.." (NT) -- Erica, 18:06:16 01/23/03 Thu
  • ."Yeah... Well, some people mind. I've gotten bitched at by girls, especially...." He decided to hold his toungue at that point -- and go no furthur. Owen flashed Erica a smirk, 'fore reaching his own hand towards the cookies, and then pouring two glasses of milk. "So, do you dip, or like them dry?" He questioned, while dunking 3/4 of his cookie into the thick milk. (NT) -- .owen., 18:39:03 01/23/03 Thu
• Eyes widen, "A chocolate chip cookie is jus' not a cookie without being drenched in milk.." She demonstrates before munching down on the sweet food. (NT) -- Erica, 18:45:03 01/23/03 Thu
  • .In agreement, Owen stated that was, 'definetly true.' Owen pulled glass to his lips, sucking the mixed-with-crumbs milk over his toungue, and then swallowing. Setting the glass back to it's original spot, he cast a sideways glance t'ward Erica 'fore pulling some of the covers over his knees, "'Rica, we need to get you a heated house... It's cold in here." (NT) -- .owen., 18:54:22 01/23/03 Thu
• Eyebrows rise, "Heat is highly overrated, it's the fifty down comforters that make all the difference.." Takes another cookie, though she wasn't necessarily all that hungry.. She sets her glass of milk on her end table, slightly afraid that it might spill on one of her precious comforters. (NT) -- Erica, 19:08:12 01/23/03 Thu
  • .Downing the rest of his milk, he set his glass next to hers, 'fore closing the packet of 'Chips Ahoy'. "I know one thing that can warm me up..." A grin flitted 'cross his broad features 'fore he grasped her in a loose hug, "Hey! You're way warmer then I am..." (NT) -- .owen., 19:27:10 01/23/03 Thu
• Gives a bit of a smile, lips holding his briefly before she rocks back under the covers, "S'warm under here.. Join me?" (NT) -- Erica, 19:30:40 01/23/03 Thu
  • .Owen clambered 'neath the satin sheets, keeping his distance from Erica for the time being. Thick brows curved upward in question, 'fore his voice lit he silence; "Am I allowed to put my arms around ya, or will you like sick some huge slap-move on me...?" Hey, every girl was different and some had weird definetions of 'holding' or 'cuddling' -- So good ol' Owey-boi just had to make sure... (NT) -- .owen., 19:41:08 01/23/03 Thu
• Gives a bit of a grin, scooting closer to him on her own. Her arms put themselves inbetween them, so that her fingers can touch his chest and shoulders. Places his arms around her and pulls herself close to him, her lips touching his gently, "I'd never hit ya.." Pauses, "But I do have to say that I'm still a minor for about two months.." (NT) -- Erica, 19:47:17 01/23/03 Thu
  • . "I'm gonna steal all you're warmth..." Owen pulled his arms tighter 'round her, liking the idea of being as close as they were. Resting his chin 'pon her golden locks, the aroma of some flower-scented shampoo surrounded him. "A minor? DAMMIT." He said jokingly, a grin alighting his broad features fore' he gave a slight chuckle. (NT) -- .owen., 19:58:13 01/23/03 Thu
• Lids close contentedly before they snap open to look at him, jus' to make sure he was joking.. Sighs a bit before she speaks, "Well, I'll jus' have to keep creating more then.." Pulls the blankets up over them. (NT) -- Erica, 20:06:14 01/23/03 Thu
  • .Owen pulled the blankets up even farther, so that they were way past her head and his. 'Neath the blankets, everything was pitch black, -- it could make for a cute game. "It's warm, but I can't see you... And if I can't see you, then I can't kiss you... And I want to kiss you." Grinning into the darkness, Owen leaned forward, his lips pressing clumsily 'gainst Erica's nose. (NT) -- .owen., 20:12:04 01/23/03 Thu
• Gives a bit of a grin, "Looks like when you hit your mark it'll be hard to let go for fear of having these kinds of complications again.." Chuckles a bit, her head pivoting back for her lips to hesitantly find his.. Ha, she done it her first try.. (NT) -- Erica, 20:14:28 01/23/03 Thu
  • ."Oh yes, very hard to break away... Though we all know I'd want to." Smirking now, he first brushed his lips 'gainst what he thought was her fore-head. This was all before Erica had to show off her seeking talents and find the target, first try. Into the kiss, he playfully mumbled, "Show-off". Caressing her lips with a gentle force, his own refused to break 'way, though, he wouldn't let it escalate past this. (NT) -- .owen., 20:24:02 01/23/03 Thu