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[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ a lazy summer afternoon seemed like the perfect opportunity for alyssa to drag her best friend to the tv room in the mansion; it seemed like an even better idea to play new moon as their movie of choice, having missed the chance to see it in theaters because of final exams and graduation.

she keeps quiet, too enthralled in the thought that tony had actually agreed to sit down and watch it with her... up until they get fifteen minutes into the movie, that is. shifts slightly in her position against tony, a disgruntled look appearing on her face. ]

This movie is nothing like the book!

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[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ gives her a light nudge with his nose. ]

Hug?

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

Now how can I refuse a request like that.

[ & then promptly wraps her arms around him, giving him his hug. ]

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ returns the hug, loosely looping his arms around her. ]

I feel better now.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ cuddles closer, if that were at all possible. ]

Is my touch healing~?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ nuzzles into her shoulder some more. ]

Yeah. They're much better than smoothies.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ lets it go at that... until she sighs, sounding disappointed. ]

Now if only you wouldn't scream when my healing touch went elsewhere.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

It's natural for people to scream when under torture.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ gasps, pulling back to look at him. ]

Torture!?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

Unnecessary cruelty?

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ still looks unimpressed, pushing him away to sit up and turn the other direction. crosses her arms over her chest, "hmph"ing once. ]

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ sits up slowly while considering his options & comes to the conclusion that he should immediately scoot back. ]

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ doesn't budge, still too wrapped up in giving him the kicked puppy attitude. ]

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ doesn't speak until he feels that he is at a safe distance away. ]

. . . I'll make you a sandwich?

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

No!

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

Cookies?

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

Nuh-uh!

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

Pancakes? We can invite smelly.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ quickly glances over her shoulder and gives him a dirty look. ]

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ looks unaffected, shrugging in halfhearted apology. ]

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ turns around again, poking her index fingers together. ]

You could always just give me a hug... you're not the only one who needs them.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ immediately scoots back so that he can reach her, drawing her into a hug slowly & gently while giving her back light rubs. ]

There, there, honey.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ instantly brightens, wiggling a bit to cling onto him. ]

Now was that so hard, darling?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ rests his cheek on her head. ]

Hm. . . guess I'll live.

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[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

I'll cry if you don't.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ holds onto him in silence for a moment, and then suddenly: ]

Oh, right, we're going to Hawaii this weekend.