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Post by oliver jordan on Dec 26, 2007 2:38:36 GMT -5
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He laughed at his brother's effort to shoo away Blake. Good thing his dog was like him that he didn't let go of Brady's shirt until he let his grip off. As Brady let go of the remote, Oliver almost fell over again but fortunately he gained his balance. He looked at Brady with a smile on his face, "I win." he said quite softly but triumphantly. He watched as his brother opened the door, obviously there was a person outside, and raised an eyebrow as he saw a figure of a girl standing on their doorstep. He heard Brady say a name but the t.v. was still too loud so he turned the volume down. Catching up with his brother, he placed a hand over his shoulder and saw Dylan Marvill was their surprise visitor.
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Post by dylan marvill on Dec 26, 2007 9:01:06 GMT -5
Dylan smiled as Brady answered the door. Seeing as it was still morning, and he'd probably partied last night, she let him go for answering the door in his boxers, but she still laughed. "Brady, what would you do if it wasn't me that was at the door? Because I really think that your friends would be so weirded out if you looked like that." she joked. Even when they weren't as close as they were, which she was trying to fix, they still fooled around.
Oliver came up behind Brady and she waved at him. "Hey Oliver." she said. Folding her arms across her chest, trying to hide the poor disgrace of an outfit, she sighed. "So, can I come in? I really have to talk to you two." she said, making a difficult attempt to be serious. It was hard to not crack jokes, or stare, when they were wearing barely anything. She was going to have to try to make things right, even if they didn't want to.
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Post by brady jordan ™ on Dec 26, 2007 13:39:51 GMT -5
"Uhm...I don't know," he shrugged, then looked down at what he was wearing, which didn't seem to be so bad to him. Brady looked up at Dylan once again. "Well what will people think of you? Hmm? You shouldn't be talking" he said with a smirk. He thought Dylan looked like a designer Barbie doll. He remembered when Dylan actually dressed like a normal person. The way Brady talked about her he seemed like he took the loss of his friend pretty hard, which was the truth.
He looked behind his shoulder at his brother, who Dylan had directed her attention to. After his brother responded he loooked at her as she asked a question. "Yeah I guess," he shrugged, looking back over at her. He backed up pushing his brother with him, trying to let Dylan in.
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Post by oliver jordan on Dec 26, 2007 23:22:58 GMT -5
Oliver laughed at what Dylan said about his brother. Brady clearly forgot all about what he was wearing. He slapped Brady's back slightly while he was still laughing. Although, he wasn't quite impressed with what Dylan was wearing. Seems to him that Brady is right, she shouldn't be talking.
Oliver smiled back at Dylan after she greeted him. He almost stumbled when his brother pushed him aside as trying to let her in, "Hey!" He looked over at Dylan who definitely looked like a precious doll with all her clothes and her skinny body. She really changed. A lot. "Sorry, we don't have anything to offer you for now," he said nonchalantly to Dylan. He wasn't in the mood in preparing anything for visitors since he was still tired of last night's party.
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Post by dylan marvill on Dec 26, 2007 23:56:42 GMT -5
Dylan laughed slightly as Oliver did. "Ha ha, very funny. I forgot to change before I came. At least I'm wearing more than underwear." she stated, making her way in the all too familiar house. Raising her eyebrow, she looked around. "I'm nearly positive you must have at least one of my old outfits here. This was my home away from home. I must've left something here." she said.
Rolling her eyes at Oli's answer, she sat down anyway. "I don't want anything but your attention. I know I was a bitch. I'll be the first to admit that. But, I think you can listen for a bit." she said and crossed her legs. She really wanted a different outfit to wear. She was tempted to go up to Brady's room and look for something herself.
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Post by brady jordan ™ on Dec 27, 2007 2:07:44 GMT -5
"But this is me humble abode," he smiled closing the door. "Well almost humble if Oliver wasn't here." Of course Brady was joking, his brother was always the loud one of the family but he had learned to get used to it. He heard the comment about Dylan having some outfits at their house. He couldn't help but grimace as he turned around raised his hand. "Uhm, yeah about the clothes, I might have used them to make two beds for Coco and Charlie. You know my chihuahua and cat? So if you want them back they might be a little smelly," he smiled innocently. Brady would offer her some of his clothe, but he wasn't sure if Dylan would like his clothes over her new ones.
He went into the living room and plopped onto the couch, taking the remote and turning of the t.v. "Yeah, we know," he shrugged then looked at her. "You got my attention."
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Post by oliver jordan on Dec 27, 2007 2:40:09 GMT -5
Moving towards the other couch, Oliver plopped himself there and scowled for a moment when Brady mentioned his little dog. That pooch really got onto his nerves since it got to their house. It wasn't so friendly with him since it peed on his shirt. Brushing the bad memory off, he looked at his brother, "Really now," he rolled his eyes at Brady's remark.
Oliver looked at Dylan and nodded in agreement with Brady. "Mine as well," he perked up and smiled at her, "so, what's this reunion all about?" he asked in a flat tone but he was still smirking at them, especially at Dylan.
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Post by dylan marvill on Dec 27, 2007 15:33:34 GMT -5
Dylan looked offended when Brady said he used her old clothes as dog beds. Shaking her head, she couldn't help but laugh. "Alright fine. I just need to get out of these clothes. i'll wear something of one of yours or Oliver's then. Anybody wanna offer? i know you don't wanrt me dressed like that." she said knowingly, placing her hand son her hips.
Rolling her eyes, she grinned. "Thanks for the support guys." she said sarcastically. "I'm sorry. i was a skank. A big skankm with no morals. I didn't care who I stepped on to get to the top." she started. "But I had a talk with af riend yesterday and he made me realize what a bitch I was being,. I left all my old friends for my preppy new ones."
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Post by brady jordan ™ on Dec 27, 2007 18:29:20 GMT -5
"I don't think you can fit into Oliver's huge clothes. So you can borrow my clothes," he shrugged looking over at his brother with a smirk. He always liked to joke around with his brother and it was even funner with Dylan around. As Brady listened to what else Dylan had to say a frown appeared on his lips. "Yeah, we could tell. Glad you could finally say it. I think I can forgive you. For a price," he smirked looking over at Dylan. He rubbed his hands together as if he was planning something diabolical.
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Post by oliver jordan on Dec 28, 2007 1:03:38 GMT -5
Oliver shot a dirty look at his brother and replied, "No, my clothes with fit her just the same as yours will," he snapped jokingly as he threw himself back on the couch. Although he remembered that he had a few more clothes that he hasn't used yet. He wanted to offer them to Dylan but it seems that she's willing to take Brady's clothes so he just kept silent.
"Not for me," he said as he looked at his nails pretending to be uninterested, "I will not forgive you unless..." he trailed off and looked at his brother with a smirk. They might seem to be different from one another but when it comes to joking around and having fun, they seem to get along just fine.
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Post by dylan marvill on Dec 28, 2007 10:47:13 GMT -5
Dylan smiled up at Brady and Jordan. "I think either of your clothes will fit. Now it's just the matter of who's actualy going to take me upstairs to get them because that would be nice." she said with a laugh. It seemed to her that the two brothers were fighting about who's clothes would fit her the best, and that made her laugh more.
Dylan smiled hugely and jumped up, throwing her arm's around Brady's neck and hugging him as he said he'd forgive her. Before he heard the rest, she kissed his cheek and then repeated the proces with Oliver, having to sit on his lap first. As she pulled back, she heard that they both had an asking price. Laughing slightly, she rolled her eyes. "Alright, fine. Anything. What do you guys want?" she asked.
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Post by oliver jordan on Dec 29, 2007 2:14:25 GMT -5
"Well for one," Oliver started as his eyes widened when she kissed both of them, "that was good but still," he smirked at her and looked back at Brady then back at Dylan, "a treat to Starbucks wouldn't hurt," he said teasingly as he stood up looking at his brother with a smug look on his face, "wouldn't it, Brady?" he asked as he raised an eyebrow at him. "Or do you want a different thing?" he asked his brother who was clearly silent after Dylan had kissed him on the cheek.
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Post by brady jordan ™ on Dec 30, 2007 18:43:30 GMT -5
This was shocking, his smirk was wiped off after Dylan had given him a kiss on the cheek. He looked over at his brother with a smile as he talked about Starbucks."That would be very nice indeed, but i was thinking you must wear your normal clothes for a week," he smiled. "No more of this slutty Barbie." He shook his head, he really didn't like her whole get up anymore. Brady was quick to add ,"But some Starbucks would be nice." He had a hopeful smile. He did have a sudden craving for a piping hot cup of tea.
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Post by dylan marvill on Dec 31, 2007 13:57:14 GMT -5
Dylan nodded, glad they had decided to forgive her still. She was perfectly fine with the first condition, buying them Starbucks. She laughed at Oliver. "Oh please. You've both had more than just a kiss on the cheek from me, so don't even start." she said. She had made out with Oliver, but she'd actually slept with Brady once. She raised her eyebrow at the second condition. She wasn't sure how that would fly over with her new friends. "I don't know if I can make that happen. But I guess I can try." she said and shrugged, hugging them both. "Thank you so much for forgiving me. I was lost without you two."
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Post by oliver jordan on Jan 2, 2008 3:48:28 GMT -5
Oliver chuckled lightly as he raised his hands as if he was surrendering, "what? I didn't do anything wrong." with an innocent tone in his voice. He stood up and placed a hand over Dylan's shoulder, "you should get out of those clothes already," he said as he looked at Brady, "get her upstairs and..." shifting his look back at Dylan, "try to find clothes that will fit you." he said with a chuckle as he patted her lightly on the shoulder. It was nice to hear that she missed them because obviously, they missed her too.
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