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He smiled over as he she emerged around the kitchen, shaking the crumbs off his hands before following her towards the front door once again. "You look good." He said genuinely, allowing himself a quick glance at her ass before having to force himself to be a gentlemen about this. Most women didn't exactly appreciate his at sometimes forward ways, and the last thing he needed was scaring her off by being a little too confident. "I was a fan of the semi-naked look too, but this still works." Well, he wasn't going to be a perfect gentlemen. Leading the way out of the small home, he looked back at her with a grin. "So where to?"

Running upstairs without much second thought to the near-stranger downstairs, she pulled on a pair of jeans and changed her jumper for something a little more decent before combing through her hair and brushing her teeth. Checking that everything looked okay in the room, she made her way downstairs, pocketing her phone and a set of keys, shoving some gum in as she did so. Poking her head around to look for him to find him in the kitchen, she chuckled, nodding her head toward the door as she flicked the TV off with the remote. “You ready?” she asked, unsure if she was prepared herself.

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He sauntered inside without much hesitation, smiling at the place she had. It reflected her quite nicely. Watching her move around he couldn't help but chuckle, finding her almost fascinating in everything she did. He'd known the girl was quirky ever since High School, but only now did he find himself amused by just about everything she did. Zac liked that more than anything about her. The fact that she could make him smile without even trying. "Oh, I plan too." He replied, walking through to the kitchen where the chips were still set on the counter top. Whilst she got ready he helped himself to them, his stomach still the same bottomless pit it was as a child.

Clearing her throat with a quick glance down, she slowly looks back up at him with a small shrug, turning sidewards on as an invitation into her home. “Well I uh.. yeah, okay. I’ll give you that one.” Wandering inside and pausing her show, she looks over to him with a small sigh and a shake of her head at his incredulous behaviour, though she doesn’t mind all that much on account of the fact that he’d really grown on her the few times they’d ran into one another. “Gimme five minutes - I need to find some pants.. and brush my teeth.” Chuckling slightly, she grabbed hold of a bowl she’d had some chips in and paced over to the kitchen to deposit them before turning to go upstairs. “Make yourself comfy.. won’t be long.”

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His grin brightened at the sight of her, eyes trailing over her scantily clad body with little to no shame. "M'here for that date you promised me. I might've rang ahead if you left me your number." He chuckled, leaning now against the open door of her apartment, a small smirk pulling at his lips. "And though I've got no problem with you going out dressed like that, m'guessing others might have something to say about the lack of pants." He laughed again now, though not in the mocking way he might have done when they were younger. Everything about the man was far more genuine now than it once was, surprising considering he seemed the least likely to ever mature past that stage of teen idiocy.

She’d been slumped on the couch for most of the day, passing the time until she could go to bed. The rain had prohibited her from going anywhere interesting and the idea of socializing with her friends today just hadn’t sat well. After all, one had been out for the weekend with her boyfriend and the other two hadn’t spoken a word since their night out together just a few days ago. Hearing an unexpected knock at the door, she tugged a jumper on over her head and pulled it as far down as it would go to cover her bare legs before she opened the door, an eyebrow raised though a smile soon peered through. “Zac? What’re you doin’ here?”

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He was suitably confident to say the situation he was in. Wandering up to a near strangers house unannounced, grin upon his lips, and just expecting her to drop everything to come out with him. But as ever, Zac considered his confidence to be justified. He was certain the girl liked her, partially because he liked her so much. The thought that such a sentiment might not be reciprocated just didn't sit right with him. So after their drunken antics a few nights before, he'd got her adress after asking around from a few friends, and now here he was, stood outside the small green door. He knocked three times, still smiling as he did. "Davidson? It's me, open up!"

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Well then, woman of mine, -chuckling again, he's far from sober as he evidently sways again, biting his lip as he does- I say goodnight. -going as though to bow, he stops himself before spinning on his heels, laughing all the while as he weaves up the empty road-

-grinning, she wraps her arms around herself as the cold air sets in slightly, hopping from one foot to the other as she does so- I won’t, don’t worry. And yeah? I’ll luck forward to it then, Reynolds. -nodding some in his direction, her smile only widens at him in his drunken state, having sobered up enough to be able to be aware of what she’s doing-

#YES YOU DO THAT AND I SHALL SIT HERE AND WAIT.

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-throwing his arms up just slightly, he stops the gesture as soon as he almost topples back laughing as he does- Don't think I'm gonna forget about it y'know! It's you and me, yeah? And I swear, I'll be sober and everything. It'll be fucking glorious. You just wait, Davidson.

-raising an eyebrow, trying to suppress a grin she instead makes a soft whistling noise- Really, is that so? Well I guess then if you say so, Zachary Reynolds, it’s gonna have to be.

#I'M LISTENING TO THEIR PLAYLIST I THINK IT HELPED. #AND YOU SHOULD LOOK AT ERIN ON MY CHARACTERS PAGE MHMM.

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-swaying slightly where he's stood, the alcohol seems to make him even bolder than usual before a small chuckle escapes his lips, followed by another bright grin- Only if you agree that it's a date first, and not just two friends having drinks. You, sweater-wearing-rolly-poley-eating Lorna Davidson, will go on a date with me.

Yeah, that sounds like a deal to me. Are you gonna manage gettin’ home in one piece? -chuckling softly, she returns the smile, picking her shoes back up from the floor-

#JUST HOLD HIM CLOSE TO YOUR BOSSOM BECAUSE HE'S EXCITED TO BE AROUND.

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I am fine, woman! -stumbling slightly, he finally manages to regain his balance before looking over at her with a smile- Y'know, we should go drinking together next time. It'd be way more fun than this whole awkward bumping into each other thing we've got going on.

-laughing louder at him, she shakes her head, hands still outstretched despite shaking uncontrollably with fits of giggles even when he’s stood,  completely frozen in place for a moment as she tries to compose herself- M’sorry.. but really?

#sorry bb; i was off doing homework most of the night D: #BUTZACISREALLYSTRONGANDYES.

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-raising his hand as though to stop her, he laughs like the drunken fool he is as he sways from side to side, ass sticking up in the air as he has to lean forward onto his hands- I got this! I got it. -composing himself, he pushes up onto his feet, though the force almost sends him straight back down onto his ass again-

-watching him for a moment, she shakes her head with a small smile, sitting up and pulling herself up onto her feet with a fluid movement,still watching him with an amused smile and a slight chuckle- Y’need help there, Starman?

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-looking over at her, he grins before nodding- We're exactly like stars! Like little balls of exploding gas! -laughing as he speaks, he somehow manages to roll away from her to crawl onto his knees- You and me Davidson, fucking stars. 

Yeah.. yeah I guess you’re right. -her mind casting back to the night her mother died, she shook her head minutely to almost expel the thought, worried of over-thinking it and driving herself crazy with guilt like she usually did, instead looking over at Zac- More like stars?

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Oh yeah, I fucking bet. -he scrunches his nose, perhaps a little too unphased by the concept of death and so responding in an equally calm and almost laid back tone- He'll probably be good sooner or later. Shit like that takes a lot of gettin' over I guess.. Death's just a thing, y'know? It's shitty but it's always gonna happen. We ain't like daisies who just pop up again every summer.

I wouldn’t want t’ impose on your little set-up, y’know. -smiling slightly, she looks over at him, a little confused at him pushing the topic but not against talking of her mother’s death- Yeah, yeah it does. I trusted my Ma with a lot of things.. we had a different sorta relationship. She died in a carcrash a coupl’a years ago and my Dad can’t look after himself much these days. His legs are slowly comin’ around again.

#HE HATH RETURNED TO US. #AND HE'S BEING DRUNK AND THINKING HE'S A PHILOSIPHER AGAIN.

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Have Han' for a few weeks. Y'might think differently. -chuckling softly, he scratches at his stubbled cheek before glancing over at her words, never the type to get awkward, he just pushes the conversation further- Parents dying sucks. No two ways 'bout it.. We almost lost my Dad a few summers ago. Cancer. But yeah, he kinda picked back up after a while.. Just know what it's like. Sort of.

I think I’ll be the judge of that, thank you very much. -smiling slightly to herself, with a nod to follow as a matter of fact, she stretches out slightly, hands folding onto her stomach- Iunno, I think it’d be nice. Bein’ an only child gets a little lonely sometimes. I mean, there was my Ma that’d always be there and so would my Dad, but since my Ma uh.. let’s just say my Dad has a little difficultly playing dress-up these days. -only realizing when it’s a little too late the territory she’s approaching, she tries to make light of the situation but still feels she’s make it a bit awkward-

#FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

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Nope. Just thick as pig shit. -chuckling, he runs a hand over his face and looks back up at the sky, finding the stars to be a welcome little distraction- Big families are over-rated anyway. I mean, we got Shaun, but other than that there's just me n'Hannah, and the folks too. Y'typical all American family I guess.

I bet you are, you’re just not tellin’ me what it is.. or you don’t know yet yourself. -sighing softly, a smile pulls at the corners of her lips as she listens to Zac, her thoughts wandering slightly though she soon snaps out of it once he’s finished speaking, chuckling some- I don’t have any family really, ‘cept my Dad. I guess we better start lookin’ for someone intellectual for him to have a conversation with then, eh? 

#ANDTHEREBEYOURREPLY

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Well m'not really smart 'bout anythin' so m'easily impressed I guess. -with a small smile, he glances at her as she looks away, unaware the girl had even been looking at him- M'baby brother of sorts. He kinda became an honorary Reynolds when we were kids. He's smart too, way smarter than me. Bet he'd like some intellectual conversation for once.

M’not that smart.. just know a bit about stars is all. -chuckling softly, she prods him in the side, watching him stare at the sky for a moment before her eyes glance upward also- I have no idea who Shaun is, but it’s a promising thought.

#ZACSJUSTOPTIMISTICFOREAL

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-looking over at her with a small smile, he nods- Y'really smart. Kinda pretty too, but definitely smart... Not that you aren't definitely pretty, I just mean that yeah. Smart. -nodding with more enthusiasm, he looks up at the sky- Shaun'd like you.

-lifting her head slightly to make room for his arms with little complaint, she shrugs some, smiling slightly- Well, the way I see it, the universe is gettin’ bigger right? So there’s gotta be more stars out there somewhere. Maybe they just aren’t close enough to see yet. Besides, the Sun’s only another star and that’s got billion’s o’ years to go before that goes out. -looking over at him with a smile- Y’need to stress less, dude.

#APOLOGIES FOR MY DISAPPEARENCE DEAR. #FATHER ARRIVED -___- #ANDIT'SFUNNYCAUSESHAUNDOESN'TLIKEHER.

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But what if there are no stars left? -he sighs dramatically, glancing over at her as he does- What if ours was the only star left in the whole Universe? And it's just a matter of time until there's no stars at all? -as he talks her wraps an arm around her, before glancing back up at the sky- 

-her brow pulling together slightly at the look of the slightly dirty road, she sighs heavily before tucking her dress underneath herself and slowly lowering onto the ground, she lays next to him, feeling that he is completely wrong about the comfiness of the road- Sure, but don’cha think that if they were around they wouldn’t like to see you mopin’ about it. -poking him in the side- It could be worse. There could be no stars at all.

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-he shakes his head at his hands like an adamant little school boy- M'not getting up. It's comfy down here. -chuckling some, he releases a heavy sigh before looking up at the clear sky above them- ...Stars always make me sad y'know. All those pretty little lights, and the only time we get to see them is when they're long since dead.. 

-jumping as he hits the ground, she can’t help but laugh, shaking her head as she does so though after a minute she holds out her hands to help him back up again- C’mon, y’old fool. You’ll catch your death on the floor.

#actual poet zac reynolds.