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Bella fixes French toast for breakfast to salvage stale bread, and, having seen Charlie off to work, hops in her own car and makes for Alice's house. She arrives at nine-thirty, and goes up to the doorbell and rings it.
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edgeofyourseat
Top of the page: Things that turn me on
First entry: Cleaning ovens
"I don't know why the ovens, though," he says aloud, and adds a little arrow leading to a clarifying point: (scrubbing is hot ???)
First entry: Cleaning ovens
"I don't know why the ovens, though," he says aloud, and adds a little arrow leading to a clarifying point: (scrubbing is hot ???)
edgeofyourseat
"Um... a little bit," he says. "Good point, though."
Second entry: domestic chores in general (not very)
Second entry: domestic chores in general (not very)
edgeofyourseat
He writes a few more things down.
"Okay, so far: cleaning ovens, i.e. scrubbing. Domestic chores in general. Pain. Getting beat up, with one exception, you know what it is, please don't make me say it. Really great clothes, on me or other people. Good food."
"Okay, so far: cleaning ovens, i.e. scrubbing. Domestic chores in general. Pain. Getting beat up, with one exception, you know what it is, please don't make me say it. Really great clothes, on me or other people. Good food."
edgeofyourseat
"Well, okay."
He writes a couple more things down.
"Destruction. Music. Not all music, just sexy music. Like, Another One Bites the Dust? Totally hot. Seven Seas of Rhye? Not so much."
He writes a couple more things down.
"Destruction. Music. Not all music, just sexy music. Like, Another One Bites the Dust? Totally hot. Seven Seas of Rhye? Not so much."
self_composed
"I'm beginning to think that you just walk around in a constant state of arousal virtually all the time."
edgeofyourseat
"...Yeah," he says, "but after this it's kind of - I don't know, hard to articulate? Like, some of them I know what they are, but I don't know what they're called."
edgeofyourseat
"Um... when you called me a freak," he says. "The five percent of me that was not busy falling in love was really turned on."
edgeofyourseat
Alice looks away; checks the map; looks back; looks away again. Apparently he is having some trouble with this one.
self_composed
"We going the right way?" she asks, watching him check the map. "I think we're still heading south-maybe-south-southwest."
