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    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 350px; height: auto; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px;]ooc you knew this was coming


    ic Waking up, Emilie found herself lifting her hand in order to place it against her forehead, mumbling softly. God, her head hurt.


    No one was home, but then again she did technically live alone. Disappointing. It was always so lonely and getting up each morning just reminded her of that fact, but she was a cheerful girl so she just found herself slipping out of bed and sliding her feet into her panda slippers. Yes, she had panda slippers and she was completely in love with the cute shoes.


    The tan redhead was currently wearing grey sweatpants with a black tank top. A simple outfit in which she had been resting in but now she was awake, skipping down the stairs before coming to a stop in the kitchen, opening one of the many cabinets and pulling out 'cinnamon toast crunch'. Yeah, she had all the kid cereals, because she loved the taste and that was important to her.


    Pouring it into a bowl along with her milk, she'd sit down at the wooden table- alone- and begin to eat, unsure of what she would be doing today but knowing it'd have to be fun.


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    //haha guess I did <33
    Cal had been up late last night playing FIFA. Ash didn't like FIFA, which was weird but Cal liked it. He had just woken up in front of the video gam console, the TV still on. Ugh he couldn't even remember what team he played on last night, but judging by the fact that he had won, it was probably Messi on Argentina. He beanie was still on his head and he was dressed in late night's pyjamas. Ew. So Cal decided to go take a shower and emerged 20 minutes later, smelling freshly of vanilla milkshakes and wearing a new shirt, this one was just plain white, and jeans.


    Being a boy he was incapable of making breakfast so he suspected that Mom ha already made pancakes, which she did. A note on the corner said she was working at the library today, so the Australian would have to find a way to entertain himself. He glanced out the window, noticing that it was a nice day, so might a well go out. Not alone of course that was lonely. So Cal took out his phone, scrolling through hi contacts until he found Em's. She should be awake by now, and so mouth still full of pancake, he typed out a message for her, " wanna go to the theme park?", it was totally open today and he hadn't been in a while.
    #calumbeanie
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    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 350px; height: auto; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px;]She had just been finishing up her breakfast, eating an apple when she heard a ding which was obviously her phone. Blinking brown eyes, the girl would grasp her phone in one hand, clicking it on and staring for a moment before the text message registered in her head and she found herself responding. "Yeah, sure." Was what she typed back before stuffing her phone in her pocket and heading upstairs, knowing she'd hear it again if it were to go off.


    Rummaging through the drawers, she found herself throwing on a peach colored dress before taking her panda slippers off and putting a pair of white sandals on; sandals that crisscrossed over her feet. Looking into the mirror, she'd grab her dull blue brush and brush her hair down, smiling as she looked at herself in the mirror, striking a completely ridiculous pose before moving away.


    Going to the theme park sounded like a great idea in her opinion and the fact that Cal had texted her suggesting it was enough to take away a bit of her weariness as she ran back down the stairs, plain white phone in hand.


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    His phone started emitting quack sounds soon enough, which meant that he had just gotten a message. Fishing it out from his jeans pocket, he checked the screen and was delighted to see that Em had agreed to go to the theme park with him. pick you up at the bus stop, he sent back, since Mom had taken the car and they would have to succumb to public transport, but it could be fun too. So Cal grabbed a hoodie because he suspected that they would stay till night time and jumped into his navy blue converse before making his way to the bus stop around the corner. Em should know which it was since those who lived in this area always took this bus to school.


    He sat down on one of the metal chairs and took out his beanie, inspecting his hair in his phone's camera. A little fluffy and ruffled from the shower but otherwise presentable, satisfied, he put his hair back on his head. Now all Cal had to do was wait for Em to show up.
    #calumbeanie
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    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 350px; height: auto; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px;]The bus stop, alright. Her pet dog began barking but Em called the canine over, petting him in an attempt to comfort the dog before she was opening the front door and slipping out, closing it tightly after she did so and locking it behind her. Looking up towards the sun in the sky, she'd squint a bit, but soon head down the path she had that lead to the sidewalk. It wasn't a long walk to the bus stop, which was nice, and Em practically walked it everyday when school was going on.


    Moving down the sidewalk carefully, she'd put her phone in her back pocket so that she wouldn't just forget about it being in her hand and then end up dropping it or something. That would definitely not end well, she knew. It was while making her way over that she'd notice Cal checking his hair, giving a sweet roll of her brown eyes before she was coming over to take a seat beside him, playfully attempting to ruffle his hair up a bit using her hand. "Don't kill me," she'd say, smiling softly as she moved her hand away, putting both hands up momentarily as a sign of 'don't come closer' although she was obviously kidding.


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    Cal was just checking his phone again to see if there were any more messages but then he felt her hand rustle his head before he actually saw who the hand was connected to. Obviously Cal knew who it was so he grinned, turning as she sat down. 'this war has just begun.", the boy laughed, aiming to tickle her in he gut because it seems all girls were ticklish there. Cal didn't even know why, it was a girl thing. His beanie lay in his lap and his hair was noticeably more tousled up than before but Cal, like most boys, didn't really mind.


    It was at this moment that the bus rolled in so he immediately retracted his hands, acting as if everything was normal and standing up. " c'mon.", he smiled at her, stretching a and out to help her up, the other holding onto his beanie. No way was the Australian going to leave his hat at the bus stop.
    #calumbeanie
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    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 350px; height: auto; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px;]Well, he was definitely right as she laughed, giving a shake of her head. "Caal!" To be completely honest, Em was actually really ticklish, so getting tickled was something that got a lot of laughing and smiles out of her. Definitely would be able to cheer her up if she was ever feeling down about anything. Having him stop when the bus came just caused her to grin, laughing a bit more before she stopped, taking his hand in order to help herself out. He was sweet and the relationship between the two was one that Emilie couldn't lie about; she liked it and she liked him and today was going to be the best day ever.


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    //gonna timeskip the bus ride because I have literally nothing to say about it x3
    After a stop or a million, they ha finally reached the theme park. It was bustling and noisy and just smelled like fun, and popcorn too come to think of it. Cal grabbed at Em's hand, pulling her along to the ticket booth. "let's go!", he said excitedly, wanting to get into the front of the queue. Which he did. The teenager grabbed his wallet from his back pocket and bought two tickets plus coupons for fret-flow of popcorn, cotton candy and drinks. They would need that, okay if Em didn't need Cal most definitely did. He then pulled her along to the entrance, handing over both their tickets and just laughed as they got in. What he was feeling now was just pure joy and nothing else. Being at the them park with Em turned him into a happy monster.


    ' so what do you want to ride first?", they would have to catch the Ferris Wheel when the fireworks came on because the view was the prettiest from the top of the giant wheel. " or did you want to go play some games and win stuff?", Cal was itching to grow something, fro bottle CPAs to basketballs. And if they got a prize in the process then yay!
    #calumbeanie
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    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 350px; height: auto; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px;]Getting pulled along caused the teen to giggle, looking around at all the couples there and biting her lip momentarily before she was looking back towards Calum with a thoughtful look all across her face. "Hmm.. Let's play some games?" Was her response, which sort of came out as a question, not that she really bothered to overthink it.


    Gazing down at their hands, she'd smile, before lifting her gaze.


    / mobile ew


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    //always on mobile x3
    Games it was then! 'lets go to those booths that get you to knock down cans. ', he suggested, looking around for one. Actually it didn't matter where they started because in the end Cal would've insisted that they tried ever single one, but it was nice to have a definite place to start with. ' there it is!', he pointed with a grin, making a beeline toward it. Once they were there he pulled out his wallet again and bought three balls each for both of them. The biggest prize was a stuffed alligator. Cal wanted that stuffed alligator.


    ' ya ready?', he asked, a trace of his accent coming through as he passed Em's three balls to her, grinning widely. ' we're getting that alligator. ', he added as an afterthought. Pointing at the animal that was sitting on the top shelf all cute and googly eyed
    #calumbeanie
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    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 350px; height: auto; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px;]/ im so bad at posting mobile how do you do it


    The teen found herself laughing once they got there, grabbing one of the balls in her hand and studying it momentarily before she was looking up at the cans. Of course she had been to an amusement park before but she could never really remember how good her aim was, which made her curious on how she'd be doing with this. "You really want that alligator, don't cha?" She'd question, glancing towards him with a giggle.


    Shuffling around a bit before leaning against the booth a bit, she'd keep her brown eyes focused on him, thinking for a moment. "Do you want to go first or should I?" It'd be better if they didn't go at the same time because that'd mess her up a lot and it would probably end badly if they were to knock down the wrong cans, huh?


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    //habit I guess haha, although for those really long posts with over 500 word count get written when I'm on my laptop


    heck yeah he wanted that alligator. it was a thing now. if cal had walked last it later in the day he would have paid no attention to it, but now that they were playing the fame, cal was playing to win. ' of course I want the alligator. ', he would probably just give it to her later though, if she asked for it. the boy knew he wouldn't be able to deny em anything. his eyes flittered over the cans. They were stacked up in pyramid form, and each person had to knock down all their cans to win a prize. If both of them knocked down all their cans then they would get mr alligator.


    cal was just about to throw when she asked the question. ' do you want to?', he honestly didn't mind and it didn't really affect the game in any way. they could totally go together but then, as em thought, they would probably then get messed up and all the balls would just fly who knows where.
    #calumbeanie
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    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 350px; height: auto; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px;]The alligator would be nice but honestly, if Cal wanted the thing, she'd let him have it. He deserved it, after all, and she wasn't one to complain or get jealous; unless of course someone were to start hitting on Calum because that would be a completely different story. Same would go for when they were cats, truthfully. "You're all ready," she'd laugh, noticing him about to throw. "You go! I'll prepare myself for humiliation," she'd joke.


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    well if she said so. he had three balls, and one pyramid. common sense would be to go for the base so that was what cal did. the Australian threw in ball straight at the centre of the base of the pyramid, watching as it all can tumbling down, except those two at the side. the ones right at the bottom. that was expected he guessed, the ball he threw didn't really touch those at all. but he did have two more so. two more flicks of his wrist brought them all down. tada! one step closer to mr alligator.


    he turned to grin at em, ' your turn. ', he said, giving her a soft good luck pat on the head. cal didn't know about her aiming or throwing skills so this would be a good time to evaluate.
    #calumbeanie
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    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 350px; height: auto; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px;]Em, personally, always went for the bottom because if you knock down the bottom cans, the top ones have nothing else to rest on, yeah? Watching as he knocked them down before getting a good luck pat, which she couldn't help but giggle at, she'd inch forward so that she was one-hundred-percent leaning on the counter at this point. The ball still in her hand, she'd narrow her brown eyes only slightly as she allowed her attention to focus on the cans ahead of her. That alligator was theirs. She was determined now.


    Throwing the ball for the bottom, two of the bottom cans would be knocked down, causing those on top to tumble down, landing on the ground with a couple of different clinks and thumps. There was one can still standing though and her first throw went whizzing past causing her to lightly bite her lip. One ball left and one can, which meant she had one more chance. Repositioning herself, the redhead would throw the ball after staring at that one single can only to have the ball go crashing into it and all of the cans were now on the floor, causing Em to whirl around to face Cal with a large grin.


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    cal grinned and whooped as she threw her balls, watching as all but one can fell. she did still have on more ball though, and bam! all down! ' yeah!', he smiled, enveloping her in a hug only to disentangle himself to get the alligator that was being grudgingly passed to them by the stall owner. ' thanks mate.', cal grinned at him, purposefully oblivious. the Australian hugged his stuffed alligator, loving the fluffiness and softness. ' want a cuddle?', he asked, holding it up to em.


    what would they play next he wondered? or maybe they could go on a ride. ' whadaya wanna do next?', the boy asked with a warm smile, amber eyes lit up from excitement. It was still morning but cal was willing to bet they would be having fun the entire day.
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    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 350px; height: auto; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px;]Having him hug her was a nice feeling and it always would be a nice feeling, mostly because it was him, and she liked to think of hugs as a form of affection. That was just her, of course, but she believed her thoughts on the whole hugging thing were others as well. "I want to cuddle you, but I guess the alligator will have to do for now." Grinning a bit, she'd go to gently snatch the alligator, wrapping her arms around it with a sweet look in which was slowly directed to around the amusement park.


    "Hmm, maybe go on a rollercoaster?" She'd suggest, turning to glance back towards him, something she had been doing before viewing what there was to do there, for she couldn't remember everything there was by memory.


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    cal liked hugging her too, it made him feel secure and just good overall. he released all of her but a hand, deciding to just continue holding it because getting lost in this theme park was a total possibility for both of them. " i'll cuddle you later.", he winked with a grin, probably in the ferris wheel before they went home. the theme park had to have a closing time and they wouldn't leave until it closed cal suspected, because they were going to go on every ride and play every booth.


    hearing her mention the roller coaster, the australian just had to grin to himself. ' roller coaster it is then. keep a strong hold of mr alligator alright?", he chuckled, half-teasing half-serious. cal didn't want to lose his fluffy soft toy but then he cared more about em than it too. " its somewhere over there.", the boy pointed, half from memory, half from being able to hear the screams of other riders.
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    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 350px; height: auto; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px;]And then there they were, holding hands, Em's other hand grasped around the alligator as she heard his statement, giggling softly. "Promise?" The entire time her gaze was settled on him as she began walking towards where he had pointed, waiting for him to catch up so they could be walking together. "I'll keep a hold of him, Cal. Don't chu worry." Returning her gaze to ahead of her, she found herself making notes of the other games and rides in her head, thinking about what looked interesting to her along the way to the roller coaster.


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    the Australian too was looking out for ther rides, though he paused to turn and grin at Em. 'promiseee. ', he chuckled, ruffling her hair with his other hand, laughing as he was pulled along by her. ' let's take the teacups afterwards. ', he suggested, smiling childishly, all his white teeth showing. truth be told he actually wanted to take the teacups, it was fun and an excuse to grab onto random objects because he was dizzy. but here they were at the roller coaster first, getting into line behind a group of tourists wearing large Sundays and cameras around their necks.


    ' ya ready for this? it goes upside down at least once. ', cal grinned down at Em, turning to face her. okay maybe it went upside down only once, cal would remember becuase then he would have to hold his beanie in order for it not to fall off.
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