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Post by chris on Mar 3, 2006 17:34:18 GMT
Marcello had his favourite band blaring from the speakers as he bounced up and down, up and down, up and down on his bed, "wee!" he cried each time he rose into the air, "weeee!" He was happy [in case you couldn't tell] he'd returned from Italy a changed man and STILL had his boyfriend - score!!
He loved Zane so much and was so afraid that his secret power struggled had threatened the relationship they'd been building. How many people run away for months on end only a month into a relationship?
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Post by Zane on Mar 3, 2006 18:00:37 GMT
[[[Can I join this thread, or is that even beyond stalkerish? ^^]]]
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Post by chris on Mar 3, 2006 18:03:25 GMT
{{You may join ^_^}}
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Post by Zane on Mar 3, 2006 18:10:56 GMT
[[yay for the stalker! ^^, ]]
Zane charged down the hallway, beyond hyper. Marcello hadn't run away because he'd decided Zane was a horrible person and he hated him. Huzzah! And now Marcello even had a home nearby, and Zane had lots of spare time. Poor, poor Marcello. He would have to put up with his overexcitable blond boyfriend prancing round his house at all hours of the day and night...Did the Vaundun have any idea what he'd set himself up for? Zane baralled down the hall. He'd checked everywhere in the house, but not the bedroom. He stopped at the door, deciding to be polite and show some manners. Rapping his knuckles on the wood of the door, he hollered through "Are you decent?"
Well. It was polite by Zane's usual standards, anyway.
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Post by chris on Mar 3, 2006 18:18:51 GMT
"No!" replied Marcello surpressing a giggle. He was wearing his black 'lay about' tracksuit trousers and so was in fact decent, he just wanted to see if Zane would career in regardless
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Post by Zane on Mar 3, 2006 18:41:44 GMT
Zane appeared in the doorframe, door thrown open and his face in a wide grin before he realised that Marcello was, in fact, decent. He pouted, then remembered he was supposed to act like he hadn't been hoping Marcello wasn't decent. He plastered what he hoped was an innocent and friendly smile on his face. "Oh good... You are decent.......But I knew that anyway....um. Yeah"
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Post by chris on Mar 3, 2006 18:43:18 GMT
Marcello laughed and launched himself from the bed happily, "you just wanted to see me wrapped up in nothing but a skimpy towel!" he cried increduously but still giggling all the same, "you naughty man!"
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Post by Zane on Mar 4, 2006 19:57:20 GMT
"I'm not naughty!" he cried, glancing down at the floor and trying not to grin too obviously. "I was just niiiice! I came to visit you!"
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Post by chris on Mar 6, 2006 13:27:14 GMT
Marcello hugged Zane fondly, "yes, I suppose you did. I went to see you at the pard place thingy once but you don't live there anymore..."
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Post by Zane on Mar 6, 2006 13:35:57 GMT
"No..I have a house now. Its a bit of a mess. Arlian laughed at me cos it was so untidy" he said with a small pout, hugging Marc tightly, feeling indignant. Was his house really that bad?
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Post by chris on Mar 6, 2006 13:48:03 GMT
"Well, mine's not that much better!" Marcello laughed pointedly at an open window which was obviously threatening just to fall of its hinges and smash on the ground below, "I'm telling you this house is held up by magic!"
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Post by Zane on Mar 6, 2006 17:06:49 GMT
"Oh, clever." Zane snickered, catching site of the window. It almost made his house seem neat and tidy! Besides, broken windows left sooo many possibilities for climbing through in the middle of the night, hmm....
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Post by chris on Mar 7, 2006 12:21:33 GMT
"I like this house too much to leave it though," said Marcello softly, "it's got potential and it's cute... una casa horrible con un'anima bella," he hadn't quite slipped out of his Italien tongues after staying for so long in his home country. Even his accent had slipped back into his speech, "mi sono dimenticato come parlare inglese," Marcello laughed then translated, "I've forgotten how to speak English!"
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Post by Zane on Mar 7, 2006 13:29:17 GMT
"That's not good...My english is barely up to scratch...You'll have to act everything out, like a giant game of charades!" he cried excitably.
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Post by chris on Mar 8, 2006 13:30:39 GMT
"oh yes!" Marcello agreed with an overexaggerated nod, "and Per Haaaaaps I shall teach you Italia toooo?" He held up his fingers in a peace sign grinning, "toooo?"
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