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"Okay, Moony!" She smiled at him and began up the sidewalk. She reached into the pockets of her hip-huggers and un-locked the door, "Damn, Mike, how dare you lock the door." She laughed, opening it and letting him in before closing it. "It shouldn't be messy, I don't know how it stays so clean with three of us here, well, Sammi's not here all the time, but." She shurged it off and grabed his hand, pulling him up the stairs and down the hallway. She liked her room, of course, she'd gotten sick of it, but now she wasn't, as she was ouside more and more. Her room was a huge mess but she just shurged this off as well and shut the door as soon as Kristopher entered, locking it just incase Mike or Sammi came back.

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"Mike's my best friend's brother, we dated briefly, but nothing really happen." She quickly explained as if bored by it...Course, they kept getting into fights, and that was really annoying. "Hmm." She said, looking from him to around the room, "Clean?" She asked with a laugh. Taking his hands from her back pockets she slowly led him to her unmade bed and laid down. "I got it!" She cheered, siting back up, "We can sleep." With that she covered every inch of her body up and hid, taking her shoes off under the covers.

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She knew he was probally getting mad and shook her head, "Look, there's nothing more to the relationship at all, I just stay here because his sister moved out and I have no where to go...Course now he has Sheena." She shook her head. When he pulled her close she laid her head on his chest and then took her index finger to poke his belly button and say in a really high pitched voice, "Belly button!" It was just one of the manythings she did, that was all. She felt warm and safe and protected in his arms, and that made her feel great. "And I, you." She whispered in his ear her eyes closed. "You know, you didn't clean my room, its a mess." She said queitly, begining to drift off into sleep.

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Jennifer nodded, not really listening, "Nothing..." She said, before falling asleep compltely. After about ten mintues she woke up and looked around the room. She almost screamed when she saw Kristopher there, before remembering the day. She gave a sigh and sat up, looking at him with a raised brow, "What are you doing?" She asked, noticing that the room was cleaner than it was when she fell asleep.

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"Rrriiiiggghhhttt!" She said, rolling her eyes, though having a playful smile on her lips. "And I was eating a salad. And pigs rule the world...And!" She stoped, being out of what-nots to say to Kristopher, and wondering why he was cleaning her room. "How dare you clean without me!" She said, pretending to be angry and glare at him, "And then find my sparkling purple bra and then just drop in on the floor instead of wearing it on your head." With that she gave a laugh and jumped up from under the covers, now standing on her bead, "I will not sleep till you get up here!" She said, pointing a finger down at the messy bed, "And until you promise me that you'll come by and clean my room everytime its messy." Yea, she was lazy..

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"Yea, likely story!" She said, waving her finger at him, "What with all the drool and the fact that I sleep like this." She sprawled out on the bed and then laughed, shaking her head. She was going to laugh when the bra came flying at her and landed perfectly, one cup covering each eye, as if the bra was just weird glasses and nothing more. She let it drop down to the bed and stared at him, "Thats my face." Was all she had to say, not being able to get mad at her Moony. "Yay! I have a slave...Well, not really, since I do pay you, in other...ways." She winked at him and once more began to nibble his ear after moving closer to him, almost falling as the bed moved below her feet.

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When he'd left her she narrowed her eyes and picked up a pillow, one of many she had on her bed, and tossed it at his head. "You'd rather clean than..." She looked towards the ceiling, having no clue what to say, so she just shook her head and jumped down. After this, she walked up behind him and jumped on his back, placing her arms around his neck. "No more cleaning, cleaning bad!" She said, and it truely looked like she belived it, 'cept her music corner with the three guitars and the keyboard, that was nice and neat.

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Seeing his frown, she placed an index finger of each hand on each cornder of his mouth, pulling it into a smile. Why the hell was he like...Addicted to cleaning? She fingured she'd ask him later, since he did seem pretty tired. "I'm crazy?" She pretended to be hurt and then smiled, "I love yousha as well." She replied, climbing in bed with him and snuggling into his warm safe arms, facing him. She kissed him on the nose and then placed her head on his chest, listening to his heart.

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