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[replicaberry.livejournal.com]

[here guys, have a Luke.

...a Luke who just so happens to be only partially conscious on a bench just outside the bathroom.] Remind me never to touch tequila again.

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[replicaberry.livejournal.com]

[teasing. a lot.]

[fononfailure]

*sits back up, her face matching her hair.* R..really. I figured I knew you pretty well. We've known each other for a long time, after all.

[replicaberry.livejournal.com]

[just grins]

[fononfailure]

*looks away, fiddling with the edges of her coat.* Ah, that's true enough. And it's hard to tell if you're around a person a lot of the time.

[replicaberry.livejournal.com]

[fononfailure]

That would be a bit dull. Though you're rarely boring.

[replicaberry.livejournal.com]

[snickers]

[fononfailure]

I've never met anyone else who plays with popsicle sticks.

[replicaberry.livejournal.com]

[cracks up]

[fononfailure]

*smirks, laughing quietly.* No, you're not. Never for the rest of your life.

[replicaberry.livejournal.com]

[grins]

[fononfailure]

That's will always be the way I identify you. The Luke with the popsicle stick fetish.

[replicaberry.livejournal.com]

[makes a face]

[fononfailure]

Isn't a fetish like an obsession?

[replicaberry.livejournal.com]

[fononfailure]

That's two times more than most people.

[replicaberry.livejournal.com]

[frowns]

[fononfailure]

So what does count as a fetish? *still doesn't understand.*

[replicaberry.livejournal.com]

[fononfailure]

...oh. That would be weirder than Guy's thing with fontech. And painful.

[replicaberry.livejournal.com]

[reaches out to ruffle her hair a little]

[fononfailure]

*pouts at both his words and the ruffling of her hair.* What do you mean by that?

[replicaberry.livejournal.com]

[fononfailure]

H..how the hell was I supposed to know? It's not like anyone taught me about that kind of thing..

[replicaberry.livejournal.com]

[shrugs]