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Post by Wyatt Astley on Apr 2, 2008 18:27:08 GMT -5
"Sure, you don't want me to pick you up?" Wyatt asked unsure if that was what was being suggested. "But guess you do live right on the beach so it shouldn't be neccessary," he added remembering where Twigg lived. He'd never actually been there, but she had told him her house was right down by the water. Thanks to Twigg's roommate and obviously her son, they had always gone back to Wyatt's apartment whenever they needed use of a bed.
"So, should I bring anything? Sandwiches...? Drinks...? Those little plastic buckets and shovels for building sand castles...? A beach ball...? Floaties...?" Wyatt asked rattling of a list of things he could think that they might need. This was going to be he first time meeting with Tyler and his first time really spending some bonding time with Twigg as well and he just wanted things to go perfectly...Or at least as close to perfectly as they could go. He was sure it would all be fine, he just wanted to be sure they would be prepared and there would be no confusion over who was supposed to bring what.
Wyatt smiled down at his hands as Twigg placed hers on top of his. He shifted them a little so he was holding her hands in his rather than just allowing them to rest on top. Still smiling he brought Twigg's hands up gently to his lips and kissed her knuckles softly. "This is going to be great," he smiled assuring her and himself that all would be well.
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