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"Umm... Sure, as long as you do not try to sneak out of the window,"
Celia chuckled. “I am not going anywhere. I have already told you I would not run.”
She pulled a towel out of the hall closet and went into the bathroom. After a little while, Piotr could here the water running. She had not completely closed the bathroom door. She figured if he was that worried about her escaping, then he could check on her if need be.
She started off by washing her hair using Pyro’s axe shampoo and conditioner since hers was currently in a box. When she finished washing her hair, she used his axe body wash. Damn, he had a lot of Axe products. Maybe that was his side job. Coming up with Promos for Axe.
Celia giggled at the idea. Soon, when she was satisfied that she was not dirty anymore, she climbed out and began toweling off.
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“I am not going anywhere. I have already told you I would not run.”
"Good to know..."
Peter replied charmingly, going back to loading the last of the boxes... It took him a while to put it all in to the jeep, and when he was done, he sat in her room looking through the sketchbooks in more detail... The first two were standard sketches, very good mind you, but generally all of the same kinds of things one sketched when improving their technique... Fruit, glass, all things he had drawn a thousand times himself... He was about to open the third when she called out to him...
“You still out there, tin man?”
"Yes," he answered, clearing his throat... "The jeep is loaded..."
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"Yes,"
"The jeep is loaded..."
Celia laughed softly. She slipped into a blue jean mini skirt and a red halter. She looked at herself in the mirror. She reeked of Pyro. That was quite funny. Most of their friends swore they were together anyways. If they found out the truth, they would flip. She headed towards her room.
“Okay. Let me slip on my socks and shoes.” she says sitting on the bed beside him. She bent at the waist and retrieved her white socks and black combat boots. “So what happens next?”
She asked more out of curiosity than anything else. She took a pill bottle from her pocket and poured out two pills. She looked at him. Did she really know what she was getting into? Taking the two pills without water, she grabbed her pillow.
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“Okay. Let me slip on my socks and shoes.”
Peter had given a 'mhrm' sound as his only reply, his attention still on the various sketches in her pad... He studied each one in detail, not just flipping through them anymore... He was looking for something... Some... Hint, of what this girl's motivations were, whether there was more to these images than simple replication of real life objects...
“So what happens next?”
Peter looked around, the rather empty apartment becoming a tad depressing... This had been the girl's home for so long, and now she was just packing up to leave the way he once had... He sighed, closing the sketchpad...
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In the sketches, all the girls were nude. They wore only one thing, a beautiful shell necklace with a rose in the center at the front. Celia had used a blue pencil to color the rose making it stand out against the gray, black, and white.
She wondered if he would see that she wore that necklace. It had been her way of marking her companions. They became attached to the necklace knowing it was the only way to get back into her bed.
Celia watched his facial expression change as he looked over the barren room. It did not quite effect her the same way.
"Now, we go,"
”After you, Big boy.”
Celia followed suit. She seemed to be off in her own little world. After a few seconds of uncomfortable silence, she took her Zippo out flicking it open and then shut again out of nervous habit.
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