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Thread: Sugar & Honey (Billiam & Butterfly)

Amy had only managed to read a paragraph or two when she suddenly realized that Aleena had actually returned to her table. She looked up at her surprised, listening to her patiently as she rattled off a slightly awkward attempt at hanging out. In her mind, she couldn't help but be all the more amused at the irony. Here, Aleena probably thought she was an absolute idiot for not even being able to make a friend like a normal person. Yet Amy was most definitely the bigger coward for not even saying anything. Perhaps the information might comfort her, but she wasn't sure that was something she was ready to admit just yet. She marked her place again and set the book back into her messenger bag with a bright smile, still rather amused by how this whole day was going now. No, I'm uh.. I'm not waiting for anyone. If you're really hurting for something to do, then please, join me. I've only lived here for forever, so I'd be more than happy to help you get a bit more adjusted to small-town life. It can be... ironically more daunting than living in a city, from what I hear! She laughed softly and shrugged, amazed at her sudden burst of friendly confidence. So. Um. Yes. Food would be great. Food together, I mean. Food. With you. Aaaaaaaand there goes all that confidence! She suddenly realized after all this time that the woman might not even know her name, despite the fact that she knew hers, if only because of her nametag. Oh, I'm Amy, by the way She extended a friendly hand out to her.
Thread: Sugar & Honey (Billiam & Butterfly)

Aleena took her hand with a giggle. I'm Aleena. Well. Duh, but, umm... She trailed off, and thankfully Danny rang the bell for her food, interrupting her thoughts. And it smells like your fod is ready. Danny is as quick as ever. She shrugged and walked back to the counter that instantly turned to a frown. Danny, why are there extra fries? she asked thoroughly confused. You have a tea. You get fries. Danny I can't eat these. It's on the house sweetie. No worries, He said shrugging it off. No. Danny. I can't eat these, She said feeling embarrassed. She didn't know how to explain how she felt eating fried food. She remembered how she went days eating just carrots, afraid to gain weight, only to pass out and break her arm. Sugar. Eat the damn fries. You can use some extra food. He said simply, leaving her stunned. She took the food back to the table, setting the fries in between them. and sitting opposite of her in the booth. Thanks. For letting me rest my feet and all. You're really sweet. She spoke honestly with a small chuckle.
Thread: Sugar & Honey (Billiam & Butterfly)

Amy couldn't help but giggle a little to herself as Aleena stumbled over herself again, clearly grateful for the small break in conversation to get her bearings back. There seemed to be a minor argument going on, though she couldn't quite tell what it was about. She shrugged it off and got comfortable, assuming she'd be there for a while - or perhaps, more appropriately, hoping so. But soon enough the other girl returned to the table and seated herself across from Amy. She blushed a little at the compliment and attempted to pass it off by changing the subject as she munched happily on a few fries, chasing them with that amazing sweet tea - seriously, it was like liquid crack! Hey, um, not to be super familiar just five minutes to actually meeting you, but what was all that about? That cook didn't give you grief or something, did he? She looked at the large pile of fries, assuming they couldn't possibly be on bad terms if he was giving her free food!
Thread: Sugar & Honey (Billiam & Butterfly)

Nothing, She said after a moment, not sure if she wanted to open that can of worms or not, It was a simple misunderstanding, a silly mistake on my part. she gave one of her smiles, tilting her head to the side. I apparently got them for my tea, but I don't really want them. It wasn't as though she was on a diet at the moment or anything, but she didn't want to get in the habit of eating junk. In her opinion she was already too flawed and she didn't need to add to that by getting fat in the process. However...god they smelled good.... Her stomach grumbled in protest to the smell, making her blush a subtle shade of pink, and look away from Amy, I mean, unless you want to share. I can have a couple. she said quietly, feeling odd. It wasn't that she was feeling uncomfortable around Amy, but rather that she wasn't used to making friends. It had been years since she had any kind of actual friends--Colby quickly forcing her to stay home, or not leave the house without him--and now that she was free to actually make friends, it felt like junior high all over again. Except she didn't have any boys to talk of, and she really didn't even want to get on that topic either. I got them for free. Cause of the tea...which I also got for free. I just...I haven't had fried food in a long time. She admitted, not sure why. It was true, but didn't betray anything that she was worried about. It just felt weird talking and being honest.
Thread: Sugar & Honey (Billiam & Butterfly)

She looked at her curiously for a moment, cocking her head to the side slightly. It was most definitely not her way, to pry into someone's private business. And yet it was also very much her way to find that people just spilled things around her. She wasn't super curious, she wasn't particularly pushy on things, but she listened well, and was incredibly open to people, though not for sake of effort, and so folks opened up. And now here was her favorite lovely waitress apparently wanting to drop something into her lap. It would happen sooner or later, so she just offered her a soft smile and a shrug, grabbing a few fries and munching on them. Quite alright, sweetheart, just figured I'd ask for sake of being nice. We've only just met, after all... She laughed softly, once again surprising herself with her vaguely confident nature. For all her failures to ask the girl out, this was going surprisingly well. So, you're new in town, I've only lived here all my life - what would you like to know, Miss Aleena? I know there's not much to it, admittedly, but it's balanced out by the realization that there's always something we don't know! Ah, good, you're ranting, that's great, just.... yes, just keep doing that. That'll impress her.
Thread: Sugar & Honey (Billiam & Butterfly)

Aleena smiled, sipping her tea, I was actually born here if you can believe it. But I moved away when I was four, so you might as well say I was born in San Francisco. She shrugged, thinking about it. I guess I'm just glad to be home, I don't mind country life so much. I mean, less crime, less pollution, friendly open people...It's a lot better than any city I've ever been too. So there's no need to feel ashamed about this place. So far, it's been wonderful. That was...well...half true. It wasn't that the ton itself was awful as much as her own depression and homesickness. I was just wondering if there were any art galleries in the area? I uhh, well I used to collect and stuff. I'm a big fan of the art world type stuff. My mother was actually a painter. She was even in the New York Museum of Modern Art.
Thread: Sugar & Honey (Billiam & Butterfly)

She listened to the other curiously for a while, munching on the occasional fry or digging into her sandwich between nods. Again, there seemed to be the slightest hesitation, mostly in Aleena's face, as she spoke hyperbolically about the city. But for the most part, it seemed quite honest, and she couldn't help but smile. Sometimes, it wasn't the best place on the planet, but even Amy felt her chest swell with small-town pride from time to time. An excellent point, you've got me there. Guess I just feel obligated to be rough on this place on occasion so it doesn't get too full of itself! She giggled brightly, knowing full well that it was hardly an impressive joke. The mention of art definitely sparked her interest and brought her back from the land of the amused. Oh! Um, well, I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but I'm afraid the best we've got here is whatever random bits and pieces people donate to us over at the library. We've got some really great stuff, but I'm afraid you'll have to go a fair few hours out of your way just to catch a glimpse of anything... y'know.... professional. She took an effort to both pronounce the quotes out loud as well as making some physically in the air with her hands. She really loved some of the pieces they had, but knew they'd earn maybe a few bucks at most in any true museum - something that clearly hit the slightest sour note with her. She felt a little bad, knowing the girl's own mother was a featured artist, but she figured that if anything, that meant Aleena could probably sympathize.
Thread: Sugar & Honey (Billiam & Butterfly)

So sorry about the wait. Been lagging a little since I've been feeling a bit under the weather. OOH! Do you think the library would be accepting any new art? She asked excitedly, not particularly concerned about the lack of a professional gallery. If there was art, she was interested, simple as that. Not to mention that most modern artists, well, and artists in general, were so ego filled and obscene that they lost the true meaning of what they were doing anyway. Seeing that she had spent enough time with egotistical assholes to last her a lifetime, wasn't too sad about missing the opportunity to pass up talking to another one. Not that I have anything big complete yet, but I finally was able to by some canvas for my easel a while ago... Mostly, she wanted to look and start completing pieces again. She hadn't actually completed a piece in years, and just the fact that she was thinking about starting it up again, well if that wasn't recovery, what was? And...I don't think I have my card yet...Kinda got busy with the whole working thing. She admitted with a grin. Silly me... She punctuated popping a small fry in her mouth.
Thread: Sugar & Honey (Billiam & Butterfly)

Amy couldn't help but smile a little wider as Aleena got this excited look on her face. If Amy thought the girl was cute before, seeing the girl become passionate about something made her all the more attractive. She bit her bottom lip, biting back as much of a giggle as she could. Oh, I imagine we could more than spare the wallspace for your work. Just bring it by some time and I'll hang it up myself! She grinned a little wider and ate a bit more of her sandwich. She cocked her head to the side slightly at Aleena's mini-digression. A card? She took a few more bites from the barbecue sandwhich, getting a little on her cheek, but clearly unaware of that fact. Instead she just continued chatting aimlessly, quickly sipping a bit more of that delicious, delicious tea. Hey, never get down on yourself for wanting to earn money. As long as your dreams are still within reach, there's really no reason to feel guilty She picked up a fry and pointed it at her for emphasis before eating that as well.
Thread: Sugar & Honey (Billiam & Butterfly)

Aleena smiled, taking a sip of her tea, trying to understand her luck. Here was a great person, talking with her, and she was in the middle of a great town, and she just couldn't think of any one thing she needed or wanted. Well...a library card... She giggled, fussing over the clip in her hair, But you wouldn't have to hang up like that, I'm sure there are other artists in the area and things like that. You don't have to treat it unfairly or anything... She ate another fry, not even paying attention for once. So you work at the library? That sounds intensive. Not sure if I can handle all that quiet. Or the occasional lack thereof. she joked with a grin, But I always thought something like that might be fun. being at a community hub like that.
Thread: Sugar & Honey (Billiam & Butterfly)

She laughed brightly as Aleena tried to backpedal a bit and held up her hands appeasingly. Please, we have like... four paintings and a sculpture. I'm sure the town appreciates you giving them so much credit, but I assure you - there's no secret burgeoning art crowd here, just amateurs, but in the very realest sense of the word. They do it for the love of the work. She smiled and finished off the last of her fries. As for the library itself, well... I guess there is a lot of silence, and I guess it can be kind of the social and cultural center of the town. But there are just as many days where it really amounts to me getting paid to swipe a few cards, stamp a few books, and read a lot . Not that I'm complaining, of course! She giggled brightly and began drinking the last of her sweet tea when something occurred to her. She was actually sitting and eating with the girl finally, so why was she in such a hurry to finish her food? When the meal was over, did they part ways? Or would she actually have the courage to invite her to do something else??
Thread: Sugar & Honey (Billiam & Butterfly)

There were a multitude of thoughts that danced their way through Aleena's head, many consisting of silly things that she and her new found social skills could do--like keeping Amy as a friend. With this in mind she didn't want this conversation to end, but with the diminishing food between them, what should she do? Leaving didn't seem like an answer, but staying seemed awkward too. She took a sip still smiling, listening to the comment about the amateur before looking at her watch, contemplating. Is there anywhere you have to be? She asked trying not to seem to worried or awkward. I was just thinking maybe we could hang out...I mean if not tonight, maybe this weekend or something? She asked pushing a lock of hair behind her ear.
Thread: Sugar & Honey (Billiam & Butterfly)

Oh, thank God! She nearly sighed with relief at having been saved the humiliating task of getting herself to utter the few words that Aleena seemed to handle with much more grace - though perhaps she was viewing the situation through a slightly tinted lens... All this went through her head immediately as an awkward, nervous, but slightly adorable smile crept across her lips and she nodded her head in approval. I'm off all day Saturday... I'm sure you must still be a bit lost around some parts of town, maybe we could go on a tour, take a walk in the park, and then dinner and a movie at my place? I figure it's only fair I treat you to food for once... She smirked and stared at her plate, honestly impressed with herself that she came out with that idea on the fly. Well, mostly on the fly, she did have her various fantasies she'd occasionally flipped through in her mind every time she eyed Aleena.
Thread: The Ghost Roommate by RobBase086 and Darkling_Thrush

A house sat vacant for several years. No one wanted to live in it due to its dark past. A prominent lawyer was living there. He was a single bachelor, but he was very seriously in love with the woman that he had been dating for a year. He did not know that the woman he loved was dating another man until the night he decided that he would plan something very romantic for his girlfriend that he loved. Tom Slade stood 6',2, had short black hair and brown eyes. He was well built because he was a star athlete in high school and in college. He had planned a romantic dinner on the beach there behind his house. It was going to be a romantic candlelight dinner for two. That evening when he was waiting on Lisa the woman he planned on asking to marry him showed up at his house. He opened up the door and greeted her with a smile along with a hug and kiss. He told her that he had a surprise for her on the beach and to follow him. As they were walking out to where he had the romantic dinner at Lisa pulled a gun out while she was walking behind him. Tom did not expect to be killed or die that night tragically. Lisa immediately went to Tom's boat that he had to take the evidence which was the gun and toss it into the ocean so that she would not get blamed for it at all. She would have it set up as if she walked in and found him dead out back.
Thread: The Ghost Roommate by RobBase086 and Darkling_Thrush

A car pulled up to the house and came to a stop partway up the drive. The driver peered at the building through the windshield for several moments, nearly obscured from sight by bags and boxes in the back and passenger seats. The figure shrugged and opened the door, stepping out into the pale morning light. She was a young woman, only twenty years of age. Her build was petite and fair, looking a good year younger than she actually was. She had been looking for a house in the area of an acting group she had auditioned with and been accepted to join. This house had come cheap, and although the realtor had had shifty eyes and a sweat problem, she hadn't pressed for the details. It had looked nice enough in the pictures, and it had no problems as far as construction went. Running a hand through her long, auburn hair, the woman, Delia, started unloading the boxes and bags from her car. She'd only packed what she could bring in one trip, and thanked any god that would listen that the house was already furnished. taking a deep breath, she set on the task of loading her things inside the house.
Thread: The Ghost Roommate by RobBase086 and Darkling_Thrush

DarklingThrush said A car pulled up to the house and came to a stop partway up the drive. The driver peered at the building through the windshield for several moments, nearly obscured from sight by bags and boxes in the back and passenger seats. The figure shrugged and opened the door, stepping out into the pale morning light. She was a young woman, only twenty years of age. Her build was petite and fair, looking a good year younger than she actually was. She had been looking for a house in the area of an acting group she had auditioned with and been accepted to join. This house had come cheap, and although the realtor had had shifty eyes and a sweat problem, she hadn't pressed for the details. It had looked nice enough in the pictures, and it had no problems as far as construction went. Running a hand through her long, auburn hair, the woman, Delia, started unloading the boxes and bags from her car. She'd only packed what she could bring in one trip, and thanked any god that would listen that the house was already furnished. taking a deep breath, she set on the task of loading her things inside the house. Click to expand... Orville Humperdink had been waiting on his client to arrive to the house to sign the papers. He was a short man who was over weight and balding on top. He had heard the car pull up and decided to go outside and greet her. It is great to see you once again Delia! How are you doing today? He asked her with a smile. He was glad to finally sell this house to someone because it had ruined relationships and a few marriages due to the ghost of Tom Slade. Tom would play pranks on any man that stepped into the house that got near the woman he would make love to at night when she slept. He would even jump into the shower with her, or the hot tub to please her in a sexual way.
Thread: The Ghost Roommate by RobBase086 and Darkling_Thrush

Delia smiled and reached for the papers. I'm not too bad, a little tired. It was a long drive, and I'd just really like to get settled in. She tucked her hair out of her face behind her ear and looked back up at the house. She was already exhausted. Why had she left so early? She had no intentions of doing anything today, other than unpacking a few things. If anything, she was eager to grab some clean sheets and climb straight into bed for a couple hours, but that was unlikely. At least she should take off the dustcovers and unpack some of her room. Stifling a yawn, the woman tried to sign the papers as quickly as possible.
Thread: The Ghost Roommate by RobBase086 and Darkling_Thrush

DarklingThrush said Delia smiled and reached for the papers. I'm not too bad, a little tired. It was a long drive, and I'd just really like to get settled in. She tucked her hair out of her face behind her ear and looked back up at the house. She was already exhausted. Why had she left so early? She had no intentions of doing anything today, other than unpacking a few things. If anything, she was eager to grab some clean sheets and climb straight into bed for a couple hours, but that was unlikely. At least she should take off the dustcovers and unpack some of her room. Stifling a yawn, the woman tried to sign the papers as quickly as possible. Click to expand... Mr. Humperdink smiled back at her handing over the papers that he had in his hand for her to sign. I am sorry to hear that you are a bit tired due to the long drive that you had. Oh I am sure you are excited about getting settled into your new home. He said with a smile. He was wondering if she had any questions about the house or any of the things that came with it inside. Do you have any questions for me by chance about the house, or how something works inside of it? He said to her with a smile. He sort of figured that she would be asking questions on if it is true that the place is haunted or not.
Thread: The Ghost Roommate by RobBase086 and Darkling_Thrush

Delia scanned the papers, signing and initialing as marked. Questions? No, not really... I mean, I heard that the place was haunted, but that's just a rumor. There's no sense in worrying about anything like that. Besides, what's a ghost going to do to me? She grinned. Cut holes in my bedsheets and yell 'boo' whenever I walk around a corner? she chuckled and shook her head. She'd always been skeptical, and this was no exception. Especially in her current state. Maybe at midnight when she was wired on coffee and thunder was crashing outside, maybe then she'd be more inclined that there was something odd going on around her, but not in the early morning when she was half asleep and ready to pass out on the first comfortable-looking thing she saw. She handed the papers back and shoved her hands into the pockets of her jeans. Anything else?
Thread: The Ghost Roommate by RobBase086 and Darkling_Thrush

DarklingThrush said Delia scanned the papers, signing and initialing as marked. Questions? No, not really... I mean, I heard that the place was haunted, but that's just a rumor. There's no sense in worrying about anything like that. Besides, what's a ghost going to do to me? She grinned. Cut holes in my bedsheets and yell 'boo' whenever I walk around a corner? she chuckled and shook her head. She'd always been skeptical, and this was no exception. Especially in her current state. Maybe at midnight when she was wired on coffee and thunder was crashing outside, maybe then she'd be more inclined that there was something odd going on around her, but not in the early morning when she was half asleep and ready to pass out on the first comfortable-looking thing she saw. She handed the papers back and shoved her hands into the pockets of her jeans. Anything else? Click to expand... Mr. Humperdink watched as she was filling out the paperwork and all. He was happy to finally sell the house and get it off of the market. It was a beautiful house and it was a shame that it sat there for so long without anyone living inside of it. Well if you do not have any questions then I will leave you alone in your new house. I am sure you are excited about getting it. Yes I have heard those rumors as well, but I have not seen anything happen while I was inside of it. Oh I am not sure what a ghost would do to you. He was saying with a smile on his face even though perverted thoughts raced through his head on what he would do if he was a ghost and a beautiful woman like herself was living there. Oh I see that you have a bit of a sense of humor. You never know what a ghost will do. He told her as she was chuckling. No not that I can think of! If you need anything then please give me a call! He told her as he walked away to his Lexus car that he owned and climbed into it. He then drove away.