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Post by AubreeAna Patterson on May 12, 2006 18:43:56 GMT -5
Bree woke up when Charlie tried to wake her. Rubbing her eyes she nodded. "Alright....I just hope he does not have a fit about me being here." She sat up and stifled a yawn behind her hand.
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Post by Professor Charlie Eppes on May 12, 2006 18:53:10 GMT -5
Charlie stopped himself from yawning and said, "He won't, he'll be glad that I brought a girl to the house," he chuckled and looked toward the door. He stood up and offered Bree his arm.
Alan walked through the door and noticed his son offering his arm to a girl sitting on the couch, "Hey son, who's this?"
Charlie looked at his father and quickly relpied, "This is AubreeAna Patterson. Bree this is my father, Alan Eppes."
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Post by AubreeAna Patterson on May 13, 2006 7:44:53 GMT -5
She stood and smiled, offering her hand to Alan. "Nice to meet you." Bree had always been slightly intimidated to meet someone else's parents. Even her friends from school.
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Post by Professor Charlie Eppes on May 13, 2006 8:35:16 GMT -5
Alan smiled and shook her hand, "I'm gld to see this Charlie." He went over and ruffed up his sons long hair. He then went into the kitchen.
Charlie looked at his dad and said, "I'm sure you are dad." he looked at Bree and asked her "Do you want to go up to my room?"
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Post by AubreeAna Patterson on May 13, 2006 16:12:52 GMT -5
She smiled, watching the father son interaction. Then grinned and nodded at Charlie. "To boldly go where no person has gone before..." She stuck her tongue out at him teasing. She had gathered by the way Charlie spoke, and by how his dad acted, that Charlie did not bring girls around that much.
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Post by Professor Charlie Eppes on May 13, 2006 16:19:59 GMT -5
Charlie chuckled and looked at his father, Aln nodded his head signaling for him to go. "Okay Bree, let's go." He offered his arm once again and headed toward his bedroom.
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Post by AubreeAna Patterson on May 13, 2006 16:23:33 GMT -5
She slipped her arm in his and smiled more, giving Alan a wave. "If I am not out by morning, send in some pancakes." With her free hand she gently poked Charlie in the side. Not hard enough to hurt him, just to tickle a little.
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Post by Professor Charlie Eppes on May 13, 2006 16:26:08 GMT -5
Charlie chuckled and looked at his father, who was also chuckling. "Me too dad."
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Post by AubreeAna Patterson on May 13, 2006 16:33:10 GMT -5
She blushed when he had said that. She had expected him to say something like, 'She'll be out before dinner' or 'don't worry you won't be lost for that long.'
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Post by Professor Charlie Eppes on May 13, 2006 20:29:46 GMT -5
Charlie turned and headed toward his room, with Bree on his arm. He looked over his shoulder an winked at his dad.
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Post by AubreeAna Patterson on May 14, 2006 18:45:11 GMT -5
Bree had not noticed the wink that was given to his father, she had caught sight of another picture from Charlie's past. A grin to it. He was in an old halloween costume, and he looked so adorable.
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Post by Professor Charlie Eppes on May 14, 2006 19:03:57 GMT -5
((I'll start in my room.))
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