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Post by Gabriella Santino on Feb 19, 2010 17:18:24 GMT -5
She laughed whenever he poked her nose. "Well, personally, I think you're going to get your butt kicked. You just talk really big, you know that?" Gabriella was smiling again as she rested both hands under her chin as she laid on the couch. "I'm looking forward to this game and maybe there should be something on the line whenever we play. Of course, I'm going to have to think of something, but I think it could be a little more interesting if we had something on the line."
Once Declin was laid out on the floor with his hands behind his head, Gabriella moved quickly and started poking his sides. It was his fault he left himself wide open.
((We can end it whenever... ))
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Post by Declin Martin on Feb 27, 2010 1:16:27 GMT -5
"Yea yea yea Gabs, you just keep on talking, see where that gets you," Declin teased. "Something on the line huh?" Declin asked. "I'll let you think out the steaks, as long as I DONT have to do the Hippogriff down the middle of Diagon Alley," he said, thinking up a rather painful memory from his school days.
Momentary lapse in judgement caused Declin to now be attacked by Gabriella. He squirmed and laughed. "Gabby!" He chuckled loudly. "Ahahaha!"
((I didn't know if this was moving into Gab telling her dad or not.))
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Post by Gabriella Santino on Mar 2, 2010 8:56:21 GMT -5
((We can do that part later on in another thread...and I'm going to PM you))
"Alright, no doing the Hippogriff in Diagon Alley. That wasn't going to be one of the options anyway." She gave a smile.
Her tickling him caused her to move off the couch and into the floor because of his squirming around. Gabriella's laughter started to mix in with Declin's as she continued. Once she thought he had enough, or there was the fact that she knew he couldn't really breath because of all the laughter, she stopped. She tried to catch her own breath from laughing.
"Well now, all of this tickling is making me hungry."
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Post by Declin Martin on Mar 21, 2010 19:17:15 GMT -5
((Took me a while, but I responded to that PM))
They ended up sitting on the floor beside each other laughing hysterically. Soon enough, she had stopped tickling him and he laid back against the couch to catch his breath, smiling. Sometimes, everyone had to act like little kids and get into tickle wars with their friends.
"I agree," he said, sitting up and looking at Gabriella. "When's dinner?"
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Post by Gabriella Santino on Mar 26, 2010 20:34:08 GMT -5
While Declin sat up, Gabriella laid out in the floor. She slowly caught her breath from the laughter.
"Dinner will be in a few moments I think. Mum should be finishing it up soon. I have no idea what she's making tonight, but whatever it is, I'm looking forward to it." Claire Santino was an excellent cook. Anything she made Gabriella loved, and even if it was her particular favorite, she would never let her mother know.
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Post by Declin Martin on Apr 5, 2010 17:45:24 GMT -5
"It smells amazing," Declin said. "of course, everything your mother cooks is food I love," Declin admitted. "Thanks for inviting me, Gabs," he added. Their whole family does so much for him that he didn't know how he'd ever repay them.
Gabriella sprawled out on the floor next to Declin, and he reached out and drummed his fingers on the top of her head idely.
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