10-25-2018, 12:51 PM
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As Tommy approached, Clove had a feeling she had seen the other before. Unfortunately, she couldn't quite place where - yet. At his advice, Clove had to practically bite her lip to withhold a scathing response; because obviously she wasn't intending to attach herself into the pizza dough, but it had happened anyway. Tommy telling her now not to do so was neither helpful or welcome.
In all honesty, she was only getting aggravated because she was embarrassed - not that she'd let him know.
Raising her hand, Clove watched the dough's long fingers stretch, then break away from her palm...until all but one remained, which snapped and released the dough into a puff of flour on the table below.
"Thanks for the tip." Clove sighed, focusing her amber eyes back onto Tommy - studying his face until recognition clicked in her mind.
He'd been at that Halloween party a couple of days back, as, rather amusingly, a pizza delivery boy. Was he Italian or something?
"We've met before, haven't we?" queried Clove, tipping her head to one side to shift her long brunette hair back over her shoulders.
With that said, she couldn't actually remember his name. Names usually stuck with Clove, but not this time. Maybe she'd had a bit too much to drink.
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As Tommy approached, Clove had a feeling she had seen the other before. Unfortunately, she couldn't quite place where - yet. At his advice, Clove had to practically bite her lip to withhold a scathing response; because obviously she wasn't intending to attach herself into the pizza dough, but it had happened anyway. Tommy telling her now not to do so was neither helpful or welcome.
In all honesty, she was only getting aggravated because she was embarrassed - not that she'd let him know.
Raising her hand, Clove watched the dough's long fingers stretch, then break away from her palm...until all but one remained, which snapped and released the dough into a puff of flour on the table below.
"Thanks for the tip." Clove sighed, focusing her amber eyes back onto Tommy - studying his face until recognition clicked in her mind.
He'd been at that Halloween party a couple of days back, as, rather amusingly, a pizza delivery boy. Was he Italian or something?
"We've met before, haven't we?" queried Clove, tipping her head to one side to shift her long brunette hair back over her shoulders.
With that said, she couldn't actually remember his name. Names usually stuck with Clove, but not this time. Maybe she'd had a bit too much to drink.
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