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Marcus looked up, setting his book aside to situate himself. "No, I believe I haven't," he proposed and glanced over her shoulder for a moment before such calculated eyes found them back at Misery. One could tell by how one carries themself of how much value their personality is. Misery surely looked spiffy and a bit shy in her demeanor yet all the more happy-go-lucky than he supposed anyone here. He found himself asking why was she so happy to himself in his head and remained silent for a moment more. He cleared his throat. "People, naturally, can find themselves at their happiest when they are accompanied with people similar to themselves whether it be personality or situation. Your establishment seems to be the case why many have strolled out of here with a smile on their faces. Be it your display of affection for your customers, the company, or the simpleness this is of a cafe, the people always find themselves welcome. So, you tell me what to order so that I may reach such similar bliss. Though I doubt no matter how much 'love' you put in it or the smiles that you generously give can make me feel much better than a mid-twenty guy living a damned unremarkable life and left with a confusion and heartbreak that makes you feel so low, you don't even know if it can get better. So, help me anyway you please," he paused. "Miss."
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2011 8:30 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2011 8:32 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2011 8:37 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 12:21 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 1:15 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 2:54 pm
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Roanan paused after hearing the waitress and feeling a hand on his shoulder. He reached over the table and padded around. A couple of seconds later, he was sipping away, his dry throat feeling much better. "Ah, this is really good." He put down his drink and started strumming lightly, Ezra's words coming to mind. He smiled lightly and said, "Sure, ask away." However, it was a stifled sniffle that caught his attention the most. He paused his playing and leaned over, so that he was close to Ashriel, though he couldn't tell. "Hey...You alright? I know I'm not the best of company, but I won't bite. I see no reason to make fun of your for anything you do. Literally." He said with a grin, eyes closing to accent his point.
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 5:58 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 7:48 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 8:54 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 9:04 pm
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