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11/1/2015 1:55:04 AM
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He nods.
"Cool. Hey, wanna go do something? I dunno I'm kinda bored."
Dean grins over at her.
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"Um... sure! What do?"
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"Hell if I know..." His stomach rumbles quite loudly. "...you hungry?"
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"A bit... yes..." [b]she smiles.[/b]
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He starts to stand. "Come on, I know a few places you might like."
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"Great!" [b]she also stands, giggling.[/b]
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He looks at the clock. 6:37 PM, it was about dinner time. Dean walks towards her and puts an arm around her. "So, what kinda food do you like?"
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"I uh... never have human food before..."
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"Really? Huh.....I bet you'll like it." He smiles and starts walking towards the door.
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[b]she nods, walking alongside him.[/b]
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"Alright....on ship of off ship food?" [spoiler]Post in RoB up bby?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]done[/spoiler] "You decide."
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[spoiler]Yay......time to save muh n*gga![/spoiler] He nods. "General Hill really isn't all that happy with me.....we should probably stay on the ship."
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"Okey..."
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"Alright." They reach the mess hall, it has the free food provided by the company on one side and smaller places that'd you'd normally find in a mall. "Pick any one those." He points out towards the restaurants, checking for his wallet with the other hand.
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"I don't know... you pick... me not know human food."
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"Fair enough." He looks up at the choices. "Alright, we got subs, burgers, pizza and Chinese. Let's get a few burgers. This place is pretty good." He leads her to the burger place.
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"Okay!" [b]she follows him.[/b]
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"So, a burger is a cow, chopped up and cooked to perfection in between two buns. I like mine with cheese too. They're so good."
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"Uh... I guess I'll try them..."
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"Trust me, burgers are great." He smiles down at her as it becomes their turn to order. "Gimme a cheeseburger with a side of fries and a Dr Pepper." The cashier nods. "And for you, ma'am?"
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"I uh... same thing."
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He nods and the order starts being put together. "Next, please." Dean leads her off to the left as they wait for their order to be up. He smiles down at her.
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[b]she hugs him as they wait.[/b]
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He chuckles a bit. "Number 65!" "Right here." He pays the cashier and grabs the tray. Dean put his arm around her, using the other to carry the tray.
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[b]she followed him to a table.[/b]
