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The Look

Treize: So?

Zechs:So?

Treize:..bored?

Zechs:Oh yeah, just kinda

Treize:Yeah...same here

Zechs: . . . .

Treize: . . . .

Zechs:Wanna play a game?

Treize:What kinda game?

Zechs:Hide and go seek?

Treize:Um...won't that be kinda impossible?

Zechs:No...why?

Treize:We ARE locked in a closet...

Zechs:*sigh*

Treize:Any other suggestions?

Zechs:I'm thinking...

Treize: . . .

ZechsDon't give me that look...

Treize:How can I give you a look? It's pitch black in here...

Zechs:I know you're giving me a look.

Treize:I AM not

Zechs:Yes you ARE

Treize:Zechs how can I give you a look when I can't see an inch infront of me?

Zechs:I just know you're giving me a look

Treize:How?!

Zechs:I just know...

Treize:Oh...let's just stop this!!

Zechs:Fine...

Treize: . . .

Zechs:STOP IT with the look!

Treize: What FRIGGING look?!

Zechs:That one!

Treize:...WHAT LOOK!?

Zechs:Oh you know the look I'm talking about.

Treize:No I don't!

Zechs: . . .

Treize:Oh! That one...

Zechs:Yeah, so stop it!

Treize: Sorry...

Zechs:It's ok snuggle butt

Treize:*low growl*. . . .

Zechs:*laughs* So how long do you think we'll be locked in here?

Treize: . . .

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