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lottelensherre ([info]lottelensherre) wrote in [info]marvel_nextgen,
@ 2011-11-04 23:11:00


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Entry tags:angelo bennet, charlotte lehnsherr

That doesn't sound promising....

No one had ever made an appointment with her. When Angelo had asked if she could meet him downstairs in the garden at 3, of course she'd agreed...though she didn't know why he couldn't just walk up to her and ask her instead of *calling* her . She hadn't seen him since Halloween...she had to assume he was avoiding her, that she'd crossed some major line and he was finally going to tell her that waht she'd done was inappropriate...and he had the right...but hell, it wasn't like she was a trogladite.

 

She headed down to the garden at 5 to 3, to wait.



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[info]lottelensherre
2011-11-11 07:53 pm UTC (link)
"There are definitely worse things you can reward your kids with..and you seem to really enjoy it.."

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[info]not_adorable
2011-11-11 08:49 pm UTC (link)
Placing the ingredients into a mortar, Angelo begins grinding up the spice mix. "Yes, well, Mother and Father always felt that rewards should be practical; and it makes me happy." He smiles. "I like taking care of people."

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