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Post by AnnaMaria Damion on Jun 4, 2009 21:15:15 GMT -5
Anna was standing at the street corner, waiting for Charles. She was staring down at the ring on her finger. That night had been mindblowing. In more ways than one. And Charles was late to plan the wedding.
All Anna could think of was that this was her luck, something wonderful and then something not. But in the void place where her heart should be she knew that he would come.
And there she saw him, strolling down the street in the manner that made him even more iresistable.
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Post by Charles Merchant on Jun 4, 2009 21:22:17 GMT -5
Charles was busting at the seams, he liked her, but weddings always nearly killed him. He looked down at himself and made sure he was repsentable. The simply suit made him look like a rich man from the Village. He strolled down the street and then saw his Monster waiting for him.
He kissed her lips lightly and smiled, "Hello, Love. I see your ready to begin the day" He could sense his stress in the air and hated it, but the faster he got this done, the faster the Honeymoon is.
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Post by AnnaMaria Damion on Jun 4, 2009 21:29:24 GMT -5
Anna kissed him back, smiling. She wouldn't tell him he was one and a half moments late. And when he kissed her she wondered if they could wait for the honeymoon, for any more fun. That was yet to be seen.
"Have I told you I love you?"She smiled at him, and took his hand as they walked down the street. "I brought a list."
She pulled out a beast of a list from her tight skinny jean's pocket. She hadn't known how to dress for a shopping day with her finace. So she wore a pinstrip shirt with a black vest over it, and black skinny jeans. With Prada heels.
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Post by Charles Merchant on Jun 4, 2009 21:35:46 GMT -5
He grumbled, but did it with a smirk. "A List??? Well, whats first??" he asked, stuffing a hand into his pocket as he felt her drag him along. He squeezed her hand and nuzzeled her as he looked past her at a some teenagers. He could smell their blood from where he stood, but avoided his gaze from them focusing them on her....all of her.
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Post by AnnaMaria Damion on Jun 4, 2009 21:43:08 GMT -5
She smiled broadily, laughing at his grumble. "A list silly, weddings don't plan themselves you know!" She pushed him the shoulder playfully, bumping against him and smiling up at him. Batting her eyelashes like she had at the park.
"The sooner it's done. The sooner other things can happen." She cocked her brow, grinning. "Okay first thing on the list. Well, I know it's bad luck to see the bride in her dress before the wedding. But do we care? And then we need to pick colors."
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Post by Charles Merchant on Jun 4, 2009 21:50:56 GMT -5
He grinned and swung their hands and he serched her body trying not to ruin the "husband" routine. "I think anything having to do with taking and trying new clothes is not unlucky at all" He said, with a sleazy grin as he laughed at himself before hugging her from behind. "I want a goth wedding, no problem with sticking to the sterotype"
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Post by AnnaMaria Damion on Jun 4, 2009 21:58:18 GMT -5
She grinned, humming and rolling her eyes. "I don't think the dress ladies will be to happy if we get anything on the dresses. Remember how much they cost. We can do anything with the dress we choice, while we're in the dressing room." She smirked at him, and she brought the his hand up to her lips. Kissing it. She felt so young, so human.
"Hmmm. Goth? I can see it now. Black and red, and some white here and there. I love it!" She bounced up onto her tippy toes as she approached the wedding dress shop.
"Are we absolutely sure about this Charlie?"
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Post by Charles Merchant on Jun 4, 2009 22:05:58 GMT -5
He smirked and held her close and then nodded and pointed to the door to the Dress shop. "Lets make it a white dress, traditiional" He sueezed her hand reassuringly and with a wink he pulled her to the door. "I've never been surer in my life"
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Post by AnnaMaria Damion on Jun 4, 2009 22:12:55 GMT -5
She bit her lips, starring him in the eyes. She nodded, sighing. Anna was afraid he'd had said no. "White, on this pale of skin?" She laughed and entered the boutique. Employees flocking towards them.
"Can we help you Miss? Sir?"
"My fiance and I are looking for my wedding dress. White and lacey. And very form fitting. Tight." She loved tigh dresses.
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Post by Charles Merchant on Jun 5, 2009 18:20:43 GMT -5
Charles laughed and put a arm around her waist showing that she was his. "Not too fitting, its got to come off sooner or later" he winked at the cloest sales women as she flustered leading then to small dressing area. The women in some cheap knock off suit, nodded her head to us. "Excuse us for one moment as we retrieve some choices" She nodded and then pulled the curtian back exiting.
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Post by AnnaMaria Damion on Jun 5, 2009 18:27:05 GMT -5
Anna rolled her eyes as she saw Charlie wink at the sales clerk. And she kissed his cheek, grinning up at him as the sales associate left them alone in the room. "They should know not leave us alone in a room."
She ran her finger down his chest, beaming up at him. "Do you have any idea how happy you've made me? I thought I'd be alone forever, with only one night stands to satisfy me."
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Post by Charles Merchant on Jun 5, 2009 18:33:54 GMT -5
He never liked these lovely talks, but somehow with Anna he could handle them, but never with the others. He stroked her chin, her pale skin. "No one deserves to be alone, especially not people like us" He took her in a hug and kissed her forehead as he heard the curtains open. "HEre we are, enjoy"
The women laid 4 dresses on the small hanger and left the couple alone.
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Post by AnnaMaria Damion on Jun 5, 2009 18:40:34 GMT -5
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Post by Charles Merchant on Jun 5, 2009 18:52:34 GMT -5
*15 Min. Later*
Charles looked from the couch as it hit him. I'm going to be married to AnnaMarie Damion. He couldn't think if he was lucky or doomed, but since he didn't feel the latter. He stood up and watched as she tried on the 3rd dress. He smiled, as he held onto her waist as he put his head on her shoulder. "This is the one...." he kissed her cheek and smiled. "This is the dress i want to marry you in"
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Post by AnnaMaria Damion on Jun 5, 2009 19:09:33 GMT -5
"It is perfect isn't it? Classic white, but something modern and sassy. It feels perfect. I think this is the dress I want to marry you in." Anna turned in his arms, smiling up at him broadily. She kissed him on the lips. She feels this sick feeling in her stomach, it was the nerves about the wedding. About having a mate. Having a husband. She never thought this would come.
"Charles, I'm nervous. I've never felt like this."
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