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Post by MAGDA MARSHALL! on Aug 17, 2010 20:49:51 GMT -8
To be fair, Maggie truly didn't mind smoke breath. It stunk a little obviously, but what Magda was truly afraid of was all the supposed health problems ciggarettes caused like cancer, artery blockages, and even the yellowing of smokers hands and teeth. It was terrible how many negative things one smoke stick caused, and Magda was kind of worried that the smokers she was close to, like Dougie, would die of some horrible sickness because of those fricking cancer sticks. Although many people wouldn't know, Mags was actually rather prone to worrying.
As Dougie kissed her once again, Magda couldn't help but laugh at his previous comment. "I would think that any chance of kissing me would be valuable." She stated, bringing a smirk to her own face. Maggie was kidding, of course, but only just. She wrapped her arms around Dougie's neck and looked at him for a moment before answering his question. "Bored when I'm in your presence? Never, hun." She grinned, and hugged him tightly because what she had said was so true. Magda loved hanging out with Dougie. Their little fling was just a bonus.
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Post by DOUGIE CLEAVER! on Aug 18, 2010 9:54:25 GMT -8
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ♠ DOUGIE CLEAVER , [/font] oh, the day has come we are forsaken[/center][/font] Dougie had started smoking when he was thirteen and hadn't even tried to quit since then. Back in his highschool years, he had gotten into the wrong crowd and started to rebel against everyone and everything that told him he couldn't do things. When he reached his senior year, he started to cool down and when his band took off, he just decided that the band was more important than trying to rebel against something you can't exactly change. However, because of that dark time, Dougie wasn't just addicted to cigarettes, there was a much more harsh addiction that he had, though only certain people knew about it.
As she wrapped her arms around his neck, he placed his hands on her hips and looked down at her, smiling softly before huggng her back, "Good, I'm glad to hear it." he admitted before he pulled away and flipped his bangs out of the way, "So, what havoc should we cause?" he asked, stating that they should find something to do.
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Post by MAGDA MARSHALL! on Aug 19, 2010 1:57:40 GMT -8
Many girls would be so uncomfortable with such public displays of affection, but to Magda hugging people was simply second nature. She was an affectionate person, and actually liked making physical contact with people, whether it be something as simply as holding hands with even her girl friends when they were upset or having her arms around the objects of her affection, as she was now with Dougie. Physical contact always seemed to speak louder than words, and Maggie found it to be more comforting than anything anyone could say. Anyone who was close to her knew that when you were around Mags, you were bound to get a hug, a kiss on the cheek, or whatever. Of course, this attitude made people uncomfortable when Magda approached them for a hug, but pretty soon, they all got used to it.
"The question should be what havoc couldn't we cause." Magda grinned, thinking about the few times her and Dougie had got into trouble by doing numerous things. "Hmm..." She thought out loud, biting her lip as she did so. "We could... check out Chicago?" She offered lamely, not particularly interested in seeing the town for the time being. But it would be something to do, Magda supposed. "Or we could stay here and find something to do, I guess." For once, Maggie was totally clueless as to what to do. "I really don't know. Huh, I'm kind of hungry though. Come on, we can think while we have something to eat."
Placing a final kiss on Dougie's lips, Magda held one of the bassist's hands and led him back inside her tourbus. Upon entering, she let go of Dougie's hand and walked to her bed and pulled some cookies and potato chips out of her stash. She opened the packets as she sat at the table. "Want any?" Maggie offered the packet of cookies to Dougie.
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