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-Cheeckee Nuudle-a Suoop (seence-a yuoo ere-a hoomuns I cun geefe-a thees tu yuoo)

-Purk Chups

-Epplesooce-a

-Sveet Putetu Freees
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[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-02-09 11:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Nadia laughs. Perhaps the teeniest bit more than the joke deserves. "I've never been there. Is it nice?"

[identity profile] cerulean--eyes.livejournal.com 2006-02-10 12:18 am (UTC)(link)
"Define your idea of 'nice.' Where I'm from, there's a lot of money, big houses, suburban sprawl, overpriced crap and expensive cars."
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[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-02-10 12:20 am (UTC)(link)
Nadia blinks. She can't even wrap her brain around that kind of wealth. "Wow. That's . . . a little different from Buenos Aires."

[identity profile] cerulean--eyes.livejournal.com 2006-02-10 12:22 am (UTC)(link)
"It's kind of like a movie - everything feels like it should be propped up on two by fours because everyone is completely fake." He frowned. "Did that make sense?"

"What's it like where you come from?"
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[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-02-10 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
Nadia nodded hesitantly. "I think it did,"

She shrugged. "It's . . . much poorer. More gritty, and gray, I think. But with beautiful sounds and colors mixed in." She shakes her head. "I'm not explaining it well."

[identity profile] cerulean--eyes.livejournal.com 2006-02-10 12:29 am (UTC)(link)
"So...you're saying that it's kinda like life?"
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[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-02-10 12:32 am (UTC)(link)
Nadia tilts her head, then nods with a smile. "I guess it is." She frowns suddenly. "If you're saying that life is poor,"

[identity profile] cerulean--eyes.livejournal.com 2006-02-10 12:38 am (UTC)(link)
"No, I'm saying that life can be gray and gritty in places, but its the sounds and music and colors..." He took a sip of his Pepsi. "Never mind, I guess."
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[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-02-10 12:52 am (UTC)(link)
"No, I misunderstood." Nadia found a shiny change of subject. "Have you been to the music store in town, yet?"

[identity profile] cerulean--eyes.livejournal.com 2006-02-10 12:54 am (UTC)(link)
"Not yet," he admitted. "You?"
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[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-02-10 12:56 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh yes. I work there, on Sundays. You should go; I don't think there's any music that Lucas, the owner, doesn't know about."

[identity profile] cerulean--eyes.livejournal.com 2006-02-10 12:59 am (UTC)(link)
He grinned, "I'll have to stop by to see you sometime."
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[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-02-10 01:02 am (UTC)(link)
Nadia blushed slightly. "That would be very nice."

[identity profile] cerulean--eyes.livejournal.com 2006-02-10 01:19 am (UTC)(link)
He glanced down at his watch, and swore softly. "Damn. I have class in five minutes. I'll see you tomorrow, maybe?"

[[OOC: Sorry, but I have to leave...]]
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[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-02-10 01:33 am (UTC)(link)
Nadia smiles. "Okay. I have some things to do, too."

[ooc: s'all good]
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