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Post by GILBERT BEILSCHMIDT on Jan 14, 2011 16:39:34 GMT 8
Gilbert chuckled at Arthur's sleepy expression. "Nope!" he answered to the second question, an annoying, practically shit-eating grin directed at the other as he grabbed his arm to roughly pull him out of his seat, knowing that Arthur would most likely get angry at him for doing so but not really caring about that particular detail.
"Grab your stuff," he ordered as he stood up as well, camera in his hands. He went over to his desk and carefully stuffed the gadget into his backpack before grabbing the bag and hoisting it over his shoulder as Gilbird flew to perch himself on his owner's head, almost as if the bird was aware of what Gilbert was planning.
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Post by ARTHUR KIRKLAND on Jan 15, 2011 19:41:32 GMT 8
Arthur scowled as he was roughly dragged off his chair. "Then what are you doing?" he said as he straightened his jacket, getting all the wrinkels out of it. He watched Gilbert rushing and wondered what he was upto.
He stood still and looked at Gilbert. "Not before you tell me what your planning." he replied. He didn't move to grab his stuff. He wasn't just ditching classes with someone he barely new.
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Post by GILBERT BEILSCHMIDT on Jan 18, 2011 18:43:55 GMT 8
Gilbert raised an eyebrow and frowned when he found that Arthur hadn't even moved from the spot he was standing on. He stared at him for a moment, resisting on commenting that if the Brit's arms were crossed, he would've looked like a grumpy housewife right then and there. He held back a snigger when his mind gave him a complete image.
"Well Artie," he began as he approached Arthur. "Since no one else has still come to grace themselves with my awesome presence, I thought that instead of being stuck here bored, why don't we get a head start on that date?" he declared with a gentler smile as he took Arthur's hand, expression partly requesting and trying to convince Arthur to say yes.
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Post by ARTHUR KIRKLAND on Jan 22, 2011 5:17:53 GMT 8
His cheeks flushed pink as the German approached him and mentioned a date. He was stuck in between skipping class and staying. Skipping classes would be bad...he'd never skipped one! o-on the other side, he was curious where Gilbert would take him. Then again he would get in trouble. B-but he didn't want to come off as a pansy for Gilbert.
He sighed. "O-okay, but if I get in trouble for skipping classes, I blame you." he said huffing before gathering his stuff.
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Post by GILBERT BEILSCHMIDT on Jan 28, 2011 13:57:07 GMT 8
Gilbert couldn't help the amused and endeared smile from coming to his lips as he watched what seemed like Arthur having a mental debate on whether he should come with him or not. It's not like he'd force Arthur to come along if he didn't want to, but he'd lost interest in staying for the class, and it'd be cooler if he had someone to spend the free time with.
And well...he was also a bit excited to take him out.
So he did a celebratory fist pump when Arthur finally agreed and started gathering his things. "Well, I can't guarantee that we won't get into trouble. Do you want to?" he asked as he took the Brit's arm and began leading him out of the classroom.
((Should I start a new thread for the date?))
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Post by ARTHUR KIRKLAND on Jan 28, 2011 16:11:54 GMT 8
"O-of course I don't want to get in trouble, git." he said puffing his cheeks but didn't protest when Gilbert took his arm. "Let's just go." he said shrugigng. He somehow felt this date was more important than those boring classes, besides he had only 2 today. He would just tell the teacher he had food poisoning or something like that.
(Yes, you can start a new thread now ^^ )
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Post by GILBERT BEILSCHMIDT on Feb 10, 2011 20:55:43 GMT 8
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