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Post by Lizzy on Oct 11, 2010 0:58:16 GMT -5
"No need, your eyes tell me everything." I smile, then added, "Although I could if I wanted too."
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Post by clairevalintine on Oct 11, 2010 1:02:23 GMT -5
"ohh." Oliver said, he smiled and thought of something else. "Oh my! I forgot! What's your name?"
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Post by Lizzy on Oct 11, 2010 1:24:18 GMT -5
"I am Lavas." I state simply.
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Post by clairevalintine on Oct 11, 2010 4:44:36 GMT -5
"Lavas." Oliver repeats. He's still curled up in lavas' arms, he yawns "Im sleepy." he says cutely.
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Post by Lizzy on Oct 11, 2010 12:08:53 GMT -5
I chuckle a little, "You are just too cute."
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Post by clairevalintine on Oct 11, 2010 15:13:07 GMT -5
Oliver yawns again, leaning against lavas. He was practically half asleep as he stood there, mumbling many incoherint things, " I wuv you..." he mumbled, cuddling against Lavas.
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Post by Lizzy on Oct 11, 2010 15:23:40 GMT -5
To say I was shocked by what he said, that would be an understatement. But, if you're tired, you might say things you don't mean. That, or he's suffering from Stockholm Syndrome.
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Post by clairevalintine on Oct 11, 2010 15:45:48 GMT -5
Oliver looked up at lavas and gave a tired smile, "can we go sleepy now?"
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Post by Lizzy on Oct 12, 2010 15:41:32 GMT -5
I chuckle lightly. "Yeah, we can go sleepy now."
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Post by clairevalintine on Oct 12, 2010 15:56:22 GMT -5
Oliver giggles and lifts his arms up, a sign that he wants to be carried.
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Post by Lizzy on Oct 12, 2010 15:59:21 GMT -5
I pick the boy up and carry him to the bed. In a matter of minutes, I hear his breathing slow, and know that he's asleep.
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Post by clairevalintine on Oct 12, 2010 16:10:13 GMT -5
As soon as Oliver hits the bed curls up on his side and sleeps peacefully.
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Post by Lizzy on Oct 12, 2010 19:40:12 GMT -5
I wrap my arms around Oliver. "Mine..."
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Post by clairevalintine on Oct 12, 2010 19:59:37 GMT -5
Oliver blushed when he awoke. Lavas' strong arms were tightly wrapped around him. An odd feeling in his body was becoming present. He wiggled in the tight grasp, as turned to face him. He curled up against him and cuddled against him.
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Post by Lizzy on Oct 12, 2010 20:01:29 GMT -5
"Mmm. Morning sweetheart."
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