From: thatryderboy	Date: February 11th, 2011 09:26 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Malachi raised his eyebrows as well and grinned as Erica continued to swagger, “RAWWWWR!”, he growled, “I do love a woman with spunk!” he placed the pie crust in the pan and spooned in the filling, winking at Erica from over his own broad shoulder.

Crossing strips of dough over the top of the pie, dimples formed in Mal’s cheeks as he grinned, incredulous at the girl’s nerve, “Baby, not to brag, but I have some pretty big balls and I think you might just be carrying a pair that’s even bigger!”, he chuckled and shook his head, “I just meet you and you’re tellin’ me I have to prove to you how cool I am? Baby, this boy don’t roll like that. You either like me or you don’t.”

Sliding his pie in the oven, Mal chuckled, “Represent…hah…fuck that! I represent when I’m on the Quodpot field. My free time is mine and they can blo…never mind”, he figured he shouldn’t be talking like that to a sophomore girl, “…sorry.”

Leaning back against the counter, Mal crossed his arms and asked, “So, what sophomore boy is man enough to be dating you?”

	From: hardluckwoman	Date: February 14th, 2011 03:41 am (UTC)		(Link)

Erica laughed loudly, pouring the brownie batter into her pan, and grabbing up her spatula to begin smoothing it over. "I think I like you, then. I definitely think so. I mean, I'm a pretty big fan of a man with.. spunk, too."

When he questioned her about a boyfriend, the dark-haired girl quickly shook her head. "No sophomore boy," she corrected him. "No boy," she added, after a second thought. "I pretty much do my own thing. Boyfriends are kind of a drag. They get whiny, what can I say? If I wanted emotional, I'd date a girl."

Moving over to check on another bowl, where she had her pizza dough rising, she peered in at it while still speaking to Mal. "What about you? I bet you're just beating the women off with sticks, right?" she joked.

	From: thatryderboy	Date: February 15th, 2011 12:09 am (UTC)		(Link)

When Erica laughed liked she did, Malachi couldn’t help but laugh too, “That’s right! That’s right! I’m spunKEE boy!”, he chuckled, flexing his biceps. Then, pulling a serious mask over his grin, he informed her, “…and I’m glad that you like me, cause I think I kinda like you too!”

“Whiny? You’ve dated whiny boys?”, he scooted close and gave her a one-armed hug, “Poor baby…or maybe I should feel sorry for that poor Joe. I’ll bet you chewed him up and spit him out.” Suddenly, when she spoke of dating a girl, Mal scrunched his face up, “Whoa…you’ve dated a girl? Was she cute?”

Malachi’s eyebrow arched and he snickered, “Hah! You might think I’m beating them off with sticks!”, then he got a funny look on his face, “Let’s just say I do well on the party circuit.”