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Post by Mustapha on Jan 2, 2009 18:32:57 GMT -5
"hey! I was young and naive then! That is taken TOTALLY out of context! I'll prove it! Let me walk in a straight line!!!" She said pushing her self off the matress.
She held her arms out for blance and went to walk across the room. She started off alright, only swaying slightly and got better when she reached the end. "Tada!" She said jumping around and her head swaying a bit still.
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Post by KT on Jan 3, 2009 5:25:15 GMT -5
Streets nodded her head and walked over to the door grabbin both Mustapha's arms forcing her to walk backwards to the bed. ''I think it's better to listen to Scaramouche right now, otherwise she won't come and clean up your mess next time.''' She pushed Mustapha into Scaramouche's arms and walked back leaning against the wall. Looking how the two of them were going to figure this out. As long as carried a lot of responsibilty for Mustapha. Streets wasn't going to play their mother.
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Post by Scaramouche on Jan 3, 2009 10:27:31 GMT -5
Scaramouche rolled her eyes and steered Mustapha back over to the bed, forcing her down once again.
" Right, because you are so much older and wiser now." she snorted, keeping a firm grip on the young bass players shoulders to keep her from getting up again. " Now stay down or I will sit on you!" she threatened.
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Post by Mustapha on Jan 3, 2009 19:51:22 GMT -5
"I'd like to see you try!" Mustapha retorted quickly, shooting one of Scaramouche's signature glares right back at her. She was on the bed again and she pouted, she wouldn't lie down but she felt if she got back up Scaramouche would get furious.
So instead she bounced slightly on the bed, still sitting down and hummed cheekily. The beer was having a weird effect this time, instead of making her sick she was full of energy and ready to explode! She bounced faster and giggled like a child.
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Post by Scaramouche on Jan 4, 2009 9:34:05 GMT -5
Scaramouche raised an eyebrow as she watched Mustapha bounce around on the bed, hummed and giggled like a loon.
" You do realize that you're acting like an immature nutter don't you?" she asked as she crossed her arms and sat down next to her on the bed.
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Post by KT on Jan 4, 2009 13:05:50 GMT -5
''Well you know Mouche. You can barely call her an adult'' Streets grinned. ''So you shouldn't be expecting her to act like one'' She crossed her arms and walked over to the bed. ''We all need some fun from time to time.''
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Post by Mustapha on Jan 4, 2009 17:43:49 GMT -5
"Yea 'mouche', we all need some fun. And you always treat me like a baby so why should I act mature then?" Mustapha retorted winking at Streets.
She stood up on the matress and bounced slowly, not lifting her feet up.
"Scaramouche, Scaramouche..." She sang to the tune of bohemian rhapsody, "will you do the fandango..." She laughed wickedly holding out a hand, offering Scaramouche to join her in bouncing.
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Post by Scaramouche on Jan 5, 2009 19:36:56 GMT -5
Scaramouche rolled her eyes and placed her hands on her hips but she was smirking slightly.
" Are you trying to get into my pants ya' lesbian perv?!" she asked in a false outraged tone but she couldn't help but laugh and jump up onto the bed too, grabbing Mustapha's hands and jumping up and down with her, hoping and praying that no Bohemian would pass by, hear the bedsprings creaking and get the wrong idea.
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Post by Mustapha on Jan 8, 2009 7:09:07 GMT -5
"Are you trying to get into my pants ya' lesbian perv?!"
Mustapha stopped and put her hands on her hips, typical Scaramouche fashion and scowled. "I ain't no lesbian! A perv however is another story..." She mumbled, before cackling again. She was extremely happy when Scaramouche joined her standing up and took her hand, they began bouncing and she laughed.
'well...' she thought a bit sadly 'we never do anything this fun when I'm sober...' but she let the thought leave her head, enjoying the moment while it was here so she didn't have to regret it later.
"you're my best friend..." she mumbled humming a little, smiling, and amazingly singing in tune.
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Post by Scaramouche on Jan 8, 2009 12:07:33 GMT -5
Scaramouche grinned while the jumped and threw her head back, singing very loudly, not caring if the entire Heartbreak heard her.
" Ooo, you make me live now honey!"
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Post by Mustapha on Jan 8, 2009 17:32:57 GMT -5
Mustaph couldn't help but laugh at that. She felt more sober and felt like she was beginning to return to her old self again. She didn't tell Scaramouche of course because then she would probably go back to the bar and wouldn't have the responsibility of looking after a drunk. Mustapha hated lying but if it got Scaramouche to stay she was all for it.
"whenever his world can't give to me, you, you're all I see, oooh you're making me live now honey... oh you're making me live..." She began to jump higher, reaching Scaramouche's height, (which probably wasn't a big accomplishment in most people's eyes but to Mustapha it was enough)
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