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Post by brady jordan ™ on Jan 2, 2008 14:04:53 GMT -5
He couldn't help but blush at what Dylan first said. He shook his head remembering that night, but didn't say anything. "Well you can try," he said squeezing her as if she was his sister. Brady looked over at his brother as he said something. "Oh yes, come on, I need to get dressed to," he smiled pulling Dylan along with him, like a little kid pulling his mom to a new shiny toy. He quickly made his way to the room and opened the door, revealing his clean room minus the few clothes on the floor. "You better watch out," he warned her walking over to the closet and opening the door as a few clothes spilled out. "Take your choice," he said picking out a few clothes to slip on quickly.
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Post by dylan marvill on Jan 2, 2008 17:51:28 GMT -5
Dylan laughed and smiled as Oliver spoke. "Interesting choice of words Oli." she said and grinned. "I never said you did anything wrong I just warned you to keep it that way and you're really not doing so hot." she said, gripping Brady's hand as he pulled her upstairs. Once in the room, she stepped over clothes thrown askew and stepped back as the clothes fell out. Picking up a white wife-beater, black skinny jeans, and a gray hoodie she smiled. "These ones are perfect. You don't mind do you?" she asked. But before he could answer, she's thrown her ba gon the bed and slipped her shirt over her head. "Sorry about not leaving. But I'd rather have you in here while I get dressed then have Oliver walk in on me." she said and turned towards him with a laugh.
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Post by oliver jordan on Jan 6, 2008 0:09:59 GMT -5
Oliver chuckled as he trudged behind them as they went to Brady's bedroom. He just took a peek in his room and shook his head. Clearly, he needs to fix his room once in his life. As he entered his room, he found his bed still undone and a few cds and clothes were scattered on the floor. Shaking his head, he picked up a few shirts and threw it in his laundry basket. He sweep the cds gently with his foot towards one corner of his room and sighed. He quickly looked at his door to check if either Dylan or Brady would come inside. Fortunately, no one was, so he just grabbed a new set of clothes and went to Brady's room. "Hey, I'm just gonna pop inside the shower for a while," he said almost in a flat tone, "hope you don't mind."
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Post by brady jordan ™ on Jan 6, 2008 12:49:56 GMT -5
Brady went with something simple, not really wanting to seem to dressed up. A pair of skinny jeans, a band tee shirt and a pair of chucks were simple enough for him. He looked over at Dylan with little hesitation. "Oh, it's cool. I have someone so it doesn't matter," he smiled. The someone he was referring to was Bethany, his love. Finally they were both able to be together without keeping it a secret. Plus, it wasn't like he hadn't seen Dylan down to her undergarments before. Brady's gaze turned to his brother who had come in. "Oh, I totally care," he rolled his eyes ,"No, just kidding, go ahead."
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Post by dylan marvill on Jan 9, 2008 17:15:38 GMT -5
Dylan smiled lightly as Oliver walked in. She rolled her eyes back at Brady. She just figured with his new girlfriend and all, that it would be weird. She winked at Oliver and walked towards him. "You don't care if I join you, do you?" she asked with a laugh. Turning quickly towards Brady, she laughed. "I was kidding." she added, trying not to give away what they had going on.
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Post by oliver jordan on Jan 12, 2008 2:01:31 GMT -5
Oliver smirked at Dylan when she jokingly asked if she could join him. He wanted to answer back but something stopped him. He remembered that it was supposed to be just between him and Dylan. He felt bad for not letting Brady know about this but he shrugged and turned around to take a bath.
A few minutes later, he was already out of the shower and he was trying to find his blow dryer. Oliver was still wearing his towel around his waist but already wearing his boxers. He scampered off to Brady's room with a frown on his head, "Did you see my blow dryer?" he asked his brother while letting his eyes search his brother's room.
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