Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)
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				Title: <strong>Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greenthorn</strong> on <strong>24-04-2008, 02:09:02</strong>
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				Jen pulled up to the cabin and breathed a sigh of relief.&nbsp; The roads were a mess and according to the radio, in a few hours they would be impassable. She turned off the ignition and pulled her hood up over her head, tucking her long dark hair behind her ears.&nbsp; After grabbing her purse and fishing out the cabin key, she opened the car door and stepped into the freezing air.&nbsp; After retrieving her bag from the trunk, she lowered her head against the stinging snow and made her way up the long path to the front door.&nbsp; <br><br>Bob Matthews was the owner, and also one of Jen’s closest friends.&nbsp; He had offered her a weekend in his cabin after her ex-boyfriend had returned to town with his new girlfriend.&nbsp; The cabin was modern, with running water, electricity, and plumbing and completely stocked with plenty of food and candles in case of a power failure.&nbsp; There was a generator located in the shed behind the cabin for emergencies, but she was reassured by Bob that she wouldn’t need it.<br><br>Jen unlocked the door and stepped in.&nbsp; She reached along the wall, found the light switch and flipped it up.&nbsp; The small room held a couch, small coffee table, and a fireplace.&nbsp; She walked further in and went into the kitchen.&nbsp; There was a small table with two chairs, and a note from Bob:<br><br><em>Hi Jen!<br>Hope you like it.&nbsp; Make sure to do some relaxing.&nbsp; The fridge is stocked, candles and matches are in the third drawer next to the sink, and I’m sure you’ll easily find everything else.&nbsp; There’s plenty of wood in the rack next to the fireplace, but if you need more, it’s just outside the kitchen door.<br><br>As for the bedroom and bathroom, everything you could possibly need is there.&nbsp; Towels are in the linen closet inside the bathroom itself.&nbsp; It sometimes takes a bit for the water to heat up, so you may want to run it with the drain open for a few moments if you like your water hot!<br><br>Besides all of that, you know my number if you need me!&nbsp; Have a great weekend!<br>Bob</em><br><br>Jen looked over to the fireplace and cursed; she had no idea how to start a fire.&nbsp; She reached into her purse for her cell phone and flipped it open.&nbsp; <em>Oh great no signal!</em>&nbsp; With a sigh she returned the phone into her purse and shrugged.<br><br>Jen smiled and put the letter in her purse then headed for the bathroom.&nbsp; The first thing she noticed was the large Jacuzzi tub and immediately went over and turned the water on.&nbsp; She dropped her bag and purse and shrugged off her coat which she allowed to just fall to the floor.&nbsp; She was about to open the linen closet when she eyed a bathrobe hanging on the back of the door and smiled.&nbsp; <em>Perfect!</em><br><br>After the water heated up, Jen removed her clothes and stepped into the large tub with a giggle.&nbsp; She would worry about putting her things away later; right now a long hot bath was exactly what she needed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>24-04-2008, 02:25:03</strong>
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				William glanced over at his TomTom GPS device, frowning a bit at the rather poor signal he was getting.&nbsp; The weather was turning fowl to be sure if he couldn't keep even a simple satellite signal.&nbsp; Fortunately for him, Bob's cabin was just up ahead.<br><br>It had been two years since his divorce and he'd moved to Seattle from Chicago not long afterwords.&nbsp; He'd gotten a job at a global accounting firm, where he'd first met Bob Matthews.&nbsp; Having finally gotten his vacation, he'd been uncertain as to where to take it.&nbsp; When Bob had offered his personal cabin so he could get away, he'd accepted with very little hesitation.<br><br>The GPS finally cut out altogether, indicating that the storm following him up the Rocky Mountains had more or less sealed him in until it passed.&nbsp; Not that he minded, some time away from the city sounded like a good idea to him.&nbsp; &nbsp;Besides, Bob had said that he'd have everything he'd possibly need there.<br><br>He pulled his car up to the cabin, the snow crunching softly as it was starting to get deep.&nbsp; He grabbed his briefcase, carryon bag, and travel bag from the car before running to the overhang which was at the front of the cabin. He fumbled a bit with the key that Bob had leant him, glancing absently at the other car that was there.<br><br>It didn't occur to him immediately that it might not be Bob's car, though he didn't recognize it.&nbsp; He was more in a hurry to get out of the weather than pondering the mysteries of a strange car.&nbsp; Besides, it wasn't like he could do anything about it even if he had realized before he got inside.<br><br>William noticed that the lights already and he looked around, somewhere between puzzled and concerned.&nbsp; He set his things down, locking the door securely behind him.&nbsp; He glanced out the window at the rapidly accumulating snowfall then pulled the curtains tight.<br><br>Hearing the sound of water from the bathroom, he went to where the bathroom was.&nbsp; "Hey Bob, you here?"&nbsp; He called out, his mild baritone voice soft even in this quiet.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greenthorn</strong> on <strong>24-04-2008, 03:56:57</strong>
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				Jen was drifting off to sleep when she thought she heard a car pull up.&nbsp; She listened attentively for a few moments then relaxed.&nbsp; No one would be crazy enough to drive those horrible roads and Bob would have told her if he was going to stop in.&nbsp; She sank back down into the water and closed her eyes.<br><br>Another sound made her snap her eyes open…a door shutting.&nbsp; Jen held her breath and listened as she turned the water off.&nbsp; No other sounds came from the other side of the door, so she shook her head at herself and turned the water back on.<br><br><em>"Hey Bob, you here?" </em> <br><br>Jen gasped and immediately covered herself up with her arms.&nbsp; That time she knew she heard something…and it wasn’t Bob’s voice.&nbsp; Her heart pounded in her chest as she reached in front of her and turned the water off.<br><br>“Who…who’s there? I have a gun!”&nbsp; She rolled her eyes at herself knowing how cliche it was to just say that, but at the same time she wished she <em>did</em> have one.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>24-04-2008, 04:39:37</strong>
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				The sound of a woman's voice made him pause.&nbsp; <em>Very funny, Bob.</em>&nbsp; He thought, though her words made him pause.&nbsp; With a mental shrug, he went ahead and knocked on the bathroom door.&nbsp; "Let me guess, you're a friend of Bob's?"&nbsp; He asked calmly, either pretending not to be scared or not actually scared by what she said.<br><br>Somehow, he should have expected something like this.&nbsp; Bob was known for being a prankster but sending him to meet a woman he'd never met, nevermind having to spend the storm with her seemed a bit more than he normally did.&nbsp; "My name is William, I work with Bob."
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				Post by: <strong>Greenthorn</strong> on <strong>24-04-2008, 23:04:30</strong>
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				Jen crossed her arms over her chest and looked around the bathroom in confusion, then it hit her..BOB!&nbsp; She rolled her eyes and got out of the bathtub.&nbsp; "Yeah, I'm a friend of Bob's and I think maybe this was not accidental.&nbsp; How are the roads?" she asked as she grabbed the robe from the door and put it on.<br><br>She gathered her clothes and placed them on the vanity, then checked herself in the mirror.&nbsp; She quickly ran her fingers through her partially wet hair then tied the robe and went over to the door.&nbsp; After taking a deep breath, she turned the knob and pulled it open.<br><br>"Hi, I'm Jen and please tell me you know how to start a fire!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>24-04-2008, 23:47:08</strong>
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				William could only roll his eyes at her statement about the meeting not being accidental.&nbsp; He went and retrieved his things from near the door, carrying them to the bedroom so that they'd be out of the way at least.&nbsp; He was careful to set them on the opposite side of the room from what he assumed was her luggage.&nbsp; His eyebrows rose up as he noticed that there was only one bed and it was either a Queen or King sized.<br><br><em>Very funny, Bob.</em><br><br>"The roads?"&nbsp; He called back as he came out of the bedroom.&nbsp; "Unless you like several feet of snow and ice you can forget it."&nbsp; He took a deep breath, glad that he'd skipped the suit and tie today.&nbsp; Instead, he'd selected a simple grey sweatsuit complete with matching and somewhat faded gym shoes.&nbsp; He shook his head again, his short brown hair cut perhaps a bit too close.<br><br>It was perhaps coincidence that he was passing the doorway to the bathroom when it opened, leaving him less than a foot away from her.&nbsp; "I'm William," he blinked his soft brown eyes at her; a bit startled by her proximity.&nbsp; "And yes, I do."<br><br>He almost, almost took her in his arms and kissed her but restrained himself.&nbsp; It had been too long and it showed by the bulge in his sweatpants.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greenthorn</strong> on <strong>24-04-2008, 23:55:38</strong>
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				Jen flashed him a big smile, "My hero then!" as she offered him her hand.&nbsp; She then turned around and grabbed her clothes from the vanity.&nbsp; Oh wow is he good-looking, she thought as she bit her lip.&nbsp; <br><br>Turning around to face him, she could feel her cheek flush and immediately waved at herself.&nbsp; "I took a very hot bath. So..ummm...William...mind if I go get dressed?&nbsp; Then we can sit down and figure out what to do about Bob," she said with a shake of her head.&nbsp; "I was going to call him, but I have no signal...do you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>25-04-2008, 00:22:27</strong>
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				<em>Yes, I mind.</em><br><br>"No, not at all."&nbsp; William lied with a smile, turning away quickly and moving over to the fireplace.&nbsp; "There's no signal at all, the storm is likely blocking it."&nbsp; He called, kneeling down to begin the process of lighting the fireplace.&nbsp; Fortunately, it proved very easy as there was an electric lighter like one would find on a grill for ease of use.<br><br>Involuntarily, he found himself glancing over his shoulder in the direction that she'd dissappeared to.&nbsp; &nbsp;With a mental shrug, he got to his feet and made himself uncomfortable on the couch.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greenthorn</strong> on <strong>25-04-2008, 00:39:51</strong>
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				Jen went into the bedroom and got dressed in sweats and a t-shirt.&nbsp; After hanging the robe back up in the bathroom, she joined William in the living room.<br><br>She stood looking at the fire then looked at him, "Want a beer...wine...glass of water...anything?&nbsp; The fridge is stocked and apparently the liquor cabinet too from what I saw".<br><br>She walked into the kitchen and tried to decide what she wanted to drink.&nbsp; This was an extremely uncomfortable situation and as soon as this storm passed she was planning on going off on dear Bob.&nbsp; A realization crossed her mind and she turned to go back to the living room.&nbsp; "Hey William...any chance you heard how long this storm was supposed to...last?"
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				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>25-04-2008, 00:43:44</strong>
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				William's eyes followed Jen as she went into the kitchen and he rubbed his palms against his legs nervously.&nbsp; "Maybe a glass of wine, if you'll have one with me."&nbsp; His eyes fastened on her nice looking butt before he made himself stare at the fire in the fireplace.<br><br>He had to think about the answer to her question for a moment.&nbsp; "Better part of a week if memory serves."&nbsp; He said finally, lost in thought even as his eyes remained fixed on the flickering fire.&nbsp; "We should be fine as long as the power doesn't go out anyways."
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				Post by: <strong>Greenthorn</strong> on <strong>25-04-2008, 03:27:46</strong>
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				Jen took a deep breath, a week...oh boy.&nbsp; "Okay, wine it is," she said as she turned back into the kitchen.&nbsp; After she had poured the wine, she returned to the living room and handed a glass to William then sat down on the other side of the couch facing him.<br><br>"Well there is a generator in the shed...wherever that is because I didn't notice one," she said with a smile.&nbsp; She took a sip of her wine and feeling very uncomfortable, decided to make small talk.&nbsp; "So...ummm...tell me about yourself," she said but inside she was cursing at herself for using such a cliche conversation starter.
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				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>25-04-2008, 03:41:28</strong>
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				<em>I hope that she's as good in bed as she looks.</em>&nbsp; &nbsp;He thought to himself.<br><br>William took the glass in both hands and sipped it nervously.&nbsp; "I didn't notice either, it was really starting to come down when I arrived.&nbsp; I didn't have time to look, honestly."&nbsp; He looked at the fireplace then back at her, involuntarily looking at her chest before forcing his eyes to fix on her face.<br><br>"Well, Jen."&nbsp; He took another sip, turning to face her.&nbsp; "I work as an accountant with Bob.&nbsp; Raised in Chicago, I moved out here for a job a couple of years ago.&nbsp; Anything you'd like to share?"
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				Post by: <strong>Greenthorn</strong> on <strong>25-04-2008, 05:08:56</strong>
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				Jen didn't notice his glance at her chest as she was too busy looking down at the floor trying to think of something better to talk about.&nbsp; When he began to speak, she raised her eyes to his and smiled as she listened to him.<br><br><em>Well he didn't mention a wife, kids, or a girlfriend, so that's a plus.</em><br><br>Jen took a deep breath then another sip of wine.&nbsp; "Well, I work in real estate and I was born and raised here.&nbsp; I met Bob through my ex-boyfriend...they are cousins," she said then looked down again to the floor.<br><br><em>Why the hell did I tell him about my ex?</em>
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				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>25-04-2008, 05:14:13</strong>
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				William has to think as to whether or not he's ever heard Bob mention a 'Jen' but can't recall exactly.&nbsp; His eyes remained fixed on her face while he remained in thought, filing the color of her hair and eyes in one corner of his mind.&nbsp; After a moment, he shrugs visibly, giving her a faint smile.<br><br>"So . . . no current SO either, huh?"&nbsp; He kept his eyes fixed on hers.&nbsp; Before he could elaborate further, his watch beeped, indicating the late hour.&nbsp; With a grimace, he glanced at his watch to note that it really was that late.<br><br>"If it's okay with you, I'll sleep on the couch."&nbsp; He set his half empty wine glass aside.&nbsp; "If you'll permit me the luxury of a hot bath, I'll be more than willing to stay out of your way tonight."&nbsp; He offered politely.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greenthorn</strong> on <strong>25-04-2008, 17:21:52</strong>
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				Jen frowned at his quick ending of their conversation, but nodded to him.&nbsp; This was going to be a long, long few days full of discomfort.&nbsp; "Of course you can take a bath, and tomorrow night I'll take the couch.&nbsp; It wouldn't be right for me to always get to sleep in the bed...after all we're both stuck here," she said as she got up and took his glass.&nbsp; <br><br>On her way into the kitchen she called over her shoulder, "You need to let the water run for a bit to heat it up and the towels are in the linen closet".&nbsp; She looked out the kitchen window and still couldn't see a shed.&nbsp; What she did see though was that even if there is a shed nearby it would be doubtful that they could even open the door to get to it.&nbsp; The heavy winds were creating snow drifts around the cabin.&nbsp; <br><br>Curious if she was right, she unlocked the kitchen door and opened it.&nbsp; Big mistake.&nbsp; A wall of snow that had been against the door fell into the kitchen...and even after that, the snow outside was still past her knees.&nbsp; "Ummm William...we have a slight problem".
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				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>25-04-2008, 19:45:00</strong>
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				"That sounds fine."&nbsp; William nodded, still not comfortable with the situation.&nbsp; Bob was going to have some explaining to do after this was finally over.&nbsp; He went to the bathroom, starting the water as she'd suggested.&nbsp; He'd just removed his shirt when he heard her call out to him.<br><br>"What is it?"&nbsp; He asked, leaving the bathroom and heading to the kitchen.&nbsp; Finding the snow in the kitchen, he sighed mentally.&nbsp; "I guess leaving is out of the question."&nbsp; He gave her a smile, shivering slightly at the cold blast of air.&nbsp; Wearing only his sweatpants meant that he was definitely getting chilled.<br><br>"Grab a pan or something and push the snow over so we can get the door closed."&nbsp; He rummaged a bit and found several items that would work and went to the task of getting the door closed again.
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				Post by: <strong>Greenthorn</strong> on <strong>25-04-2008, 22:11:04</strong>
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				Jen bit her lip apologetically at William and sighed.&nbsp; She used a large cookie sheet and scraped up the snow then threw it out the door.&nbsp; Once it was all cleaned up and the door was shut, she gave him an uneasy smile and said, "Sorry...I was trying to see where the shed was in case the electricity did go out.&nbsp; But there's another problem we might want to consider right now.&nbsp; Firewood".<br><br>She pointed over her shoulder at the door and laughed, "It's outside that door.&nbsp; No electricity means no heat...and if we don't get firewood inside...to dry it out if we need it..."&nbsp; She nodded to herself as she looked back to the door then to William once more.<br><br>"So, I guess...we just cleaned up for nothing!&nbsp; We need that wood...not that I am a pessimist or anything, but...no generator...no heat...<em>and</em> no wood.&nbsp; That's just relying on luck a bit too much for my taste".
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				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>26-04-2008, 01:53:08</strong>
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				"Well, let me grab my shirt and we'll haul as much in as we can manage."&nbsp; William managed a slight smile, still shivering a bit.&nbsp; "Maybe you can wash my back for me to make it up."&nbsp; He teased gently as he disappeared into the bathroom.<br><br>As an afterthought, he put his coat back on as well then returned to the kitchen to begin the task of hauling as much wood in as was humanly possible before it became impossible.&nbsp; Not that he liked manual labor, mind you.
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				Post by: <strong>Greenthorn</strong> on <strong>26-04-2008, 04:28:43</strong>
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				Jen raised her eyebrow not finding his comment very amusing.&nbsp; She was still angry at their situation to joke around, and normally that's exactly what she would have done.&nbsp; She waited for him to return then as he brought the wood in, she began to carry it into the living room and stacked it in the corner.&nbsp; She looked down at the slowly forming puddle on the wood floor and shrugged.&nbsp; <br><br><em>That's what you get Bob!</em><br><br>Once they were done Jen put her hand on William's arm and smiled, "I'll clean up the floor in here, you go ahead and take your bath".<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>26-04-2008, 04:36:44</strong>
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				William patted Jen's hand as she rested it on his arm.&nbsp; "Thanks."&nbsp; His eyes were serious even though he smiled at her.&nbsp; With a nod of his head, he disappeared into the bathroom.&nbsp; After a few moments, he settled into the water with a sigh.&nbsp; The warm water felt good and he was on the edge of dozing off.&nbsp; He made himself stay awake, though.<br><br>After an undetermined period of time, he climbed out of the tub.&nbsp; He let it drain, carefully drying himself off before wrapping the wet towel around his waist.&nbsp; &nbsp;He padded to the bedroom to find a pair of clean sweats.&nbsp; He normally slept in the nude but that was out of the question right now.
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				Post by: <strong>Greenthorn</strong> on <strong>26-04-2008, 04:48:19</strong>
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				Jen began to mop up the melted snow and small pieces of wood from the kitchen floor.&nbsp; Once she was done she went into the bedroom hoping to find an extra pillow and blanket for William and luckily she did.&nbsp; <br><br>She brought the bundle out to the living room and put a sheet on the couch, tucking the ends in under the cushions. When that was done she laid the pillow on the couch then left the blanket folded on the other end.&nbsp; She was standing there looking down at the couch trying to think if there would be anything else he could possibly need when she heard him open the bathroom door.<br><br>She couldn't help but watch as he walked to the bedroom and blushed when she realized she was.
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				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>26-04-2008, 04:57:05</strong>
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				William didn't seem to notice Jen's reaction, instead he was fixiated on getting ready for bed.&nbsp; He pulled on a pair of comfortable sweat pants, frowning in thought then shaking his head as he decided not to move his bags.&nbsp; He padded back out into the living room, the towel on his shoulder.<br><br>"Thank you."&nbsp; He said as he saw that she'd gotten his bed ready while he'd been bathing.&nbsp; "That was nice of you."
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				Post by: <strong>Greenthorn</strong> on <strong>26-04-2008, 21:39:25</strong>
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				Jen was lost in thought when William returned.&nbsp; She was trying to think of anything else they might need if the power did in fact go out.&nbsp; "Oh, you're welcome.&nbsp; If the one blanket isn't enough, there were a few more in the closet of the bedroom," she replied.&nbsp; <br><br>She looked around the room once more then smiled at him and said, "Good night," before heading for the bedroom.&nbsp; Once there she stood in front of the window watching the snow fall and tried to think about why Bob would have set this whole fiasco up.<br><br><em>Well Bob, hope your plan works...whatever it is.</em><br><br>Jen then laid in the bed and fell quickly asleep.
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				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>26-04-2008, 22:53:29</strong>
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				William nodded in response to Jen's comment.&nbsp; "Good night to you too."&nbsp; He said simply, taking another look at the improvised bed on the couch before fetching several more blankets.&nbsp; He spred them out over top of the first and then crawled underneath.<br><br>He lay staring at the ceiling for a while before finally falling asleep, his thoughts onto what Bob might possibly be thinking when he set this up as well.
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				Post by: <strong>Greenthorn</strong> on <strong>26-04-2008, 23:14:27</strong>
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				The first thing Jen noticed when she woke up was that it was freezing cold in the bedroom.&nbsp; She tried to just tucked the blanket in around her and go back to sleep but it wasn't working, nor was it keeping the chill away.&nbsp; Then she realized that the cold meant the power must be out and she quickly jumped out of the bed.&nbsp; <br><br>She went over to the light switch and closed her eyes, please go on, before flipping it up.&nbsp; She had been holding her breath and when the light did go on, she let it out into a long sigh of relief.&nbsp; She went into her bag and retrieved a sweatshirt that she pulled on over her head before leaving the bedroom to see if William was awake.
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				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>26-04-2008, 23:18:10</strong>
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				William woke up slowly as he heard movement in the room.&nbsp; He was rather well wrapped in the blankets he'd brought and was a bit on the cold side.&nbsp; He sat up, rubbing his eyes before focusing his attention on the fireplace.&nbsp; With a mental shrug, he shed the blankets, getting goosebumps all over his chest.&nbsp; He relit the fire, warming his hands before turning his attention to the rest of the room.
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				Post by: <strong>Greenthorn</strong> on <strong>27-04-2008, 00:46:54</strong>
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				Jen walked out to the living room hugging herself against the cold.&nbsp; The first thing she noticed was the fire and she walked right over to it to try to steal some of its heat.&nbsp; "Why is it so damn cold in here this morning? Any idea?" she asked as her teeth chattered.&nbsp; The living room seemed even colder than the bedroom had.<br><br>She looked around the room trying to figure out what might have caused the temperature drop in the cabin overnight.&nbsp; Nothing came to mind, but she knew one thing...a nice hot cup of coffee would be perfect right now.&nbsp; "I'm going to make a pot of coffee...maybe fix something for breakfast.&nbsp; Any preferences?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>27-04-2008, 00:55:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Probably the couple feet of snow outside, I'd say."&nbsp; William replied dryly to Jen's question.&nbsp; "But that's just a guess."&nbsp; &nbsp;He went looking for his blankets, bundling up against the cold until the place warmed up a bit.&nbsp; His eyes followed her every movement curiously.<br><br>"Coffee sounds good right about now," he agreed.&nbsp; "No preferences on breakfast."<br><br><em>Except maybe you.</em>&nbsp; &nbsp;He mentally added.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greenthorn</strong> on <strong>27-04-2008, 03:44:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jen nodded to him and went into the kitchen to see what choices they had for breakfast.&nbsp; After starting the coffee she rummaged through the refrigerator and found a small basket of fresh blueberries.&nbsp; With a smile she checked the cabinets and found everything else she would need for blueberry pancakes.<br><br>After the pancakes were made and the coffee poured she put everything on the small kitchen table.&nbsp; “Hope you like blueberry pancakes!&nbsp; And what do you take in your coffee?” she called out to him.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>27-04-2008, 05:40:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				William had decided that he'd better put on a sweat shirt while Jen was making breakfast.&nbsp; &nbsp;He wandered into the kitchen just as she was pouring the coffee.&nbsp; "It smells great, thanks."&nbsp; He gave her a small smile, settling into one of the chairs.&nbsp; "Just black."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greenthorn</strong> on <strong>27-04-2008, 18:19:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After stuffing herself with the pancakes which surprisingly were the best she had made, Jen got up and placed her dish in the sink.&nbsp; She finished her coffee while leaning against the counter and watching William eat.&nbsp; Once he had finished she washed up the dishes and cleaned up the kitchen while try8ing to think of something they could do to pass the time.&nbsp; Unfortunately nothing came to mind.<br><br>“I am going to start snooping through this place to find something to do,” she said to William with a small laugh.&nbsp; “Maybe there are some movies…or games…or something!&nbsp; Bob couldn’t have planned all of this without leaving us some entertainment right?”<br><br><em>But I do have the feeling that I won’t find a damn thing to do here.&nbsp; I’m pretty sure that was his plan.&nbsp; Oh Bob, just wait til I get home!</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>27-04-2008, 20:56:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				William ate in silence, watching Jen with idle curiousity.&nbsp; He sipped his coffee, not much of a breakfast person himself, prefering green tea first thing in the morning.&nbsp; "It was good."&nbsp; He complimented her as he put his dishes in the sink, declining a second cup of coffee.<br><br>Feeling rather useless, he checks to see how much deeper the snow has gotten and pulls the curtain back closed with a grimace.&nbsp; "Yeah, that's a good idea."&nbsp; He agrees, joining in the search.&nbsp; &nbsp;In the bedroom he finds a deck of playing cards and a box of condoms.<br><br><em>Funny Bob.&nbsp; Very funny.</em><br><br>"Find anything?"&nbsp; He called out, leaving both items where they were for the moment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greenthorn</strong> on <strong>28-04-2008, 19:37:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jen searched the living room closet but found only extra coats and boots.&nbsp; Looking around the room a thought came to her as she stared down at the large braided rug that covered the middle of the floor.&nbsp; <br><br>I wonder.<br><br>After pulling up the rug she found exactly what she thought she might have... a trap door.&nbsp; Most old cabins had one mostly for survival nuts.&nbsp; She tried to open it but the door was too heavy and she sat on the ground thinking of how to pry it open.&nbsp; She was about to call William in but happened to look over at the rug she had pulled aside.&nbsp; Taped there with duct tape was a letter and after peeling it off she called William to come in before reading it.<br><br><em>I won’t guess who found the trap door first, but I am sure you will appreciate what’s down there.&nbsp; Grab some beers and head on down.&nbsp; A pool table, a few old arcade games, and a great stereo system.&nbsp; Have fun kids!<br><br>P.S. Have you both at least learned that neither of you is…taken? </em> <br><br>Jen laughed out loud after reading the letter then looked over to William with a smile.&nbsp; “Okay, I’m going to say this out loud.&nbsp; I am pretty sure Bob is trying to fix us up.&nbsp; You any good at pool?”<br><br><em>Nice work Bob, he’s definitely my type!</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>28-04-2008, 21:10:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I can usually get it in the hole."&nbsp; William mentally kicked himself after saying that because it definitely a loaded statement.&nbsp; &nbsp;"I mean, I play okay."&nbsp; He emerged out of the bedroom with an expression that was a cross between embaressed and curious.<br><br>"Oh.&nbsp; I see."&nbsp; He said as he caught site of the moved rug and the trap door.&nbsp; He sat down next to Jen and read the note.&nbsp; "And yes, he is."&nbsp; He looked up at the ceiling.&nbsp; "I found a deck of cards and a box of condoms in the bedroom.&nbsp; Something tells me that there's going to be a lounger and tv down there too."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greenthorn</strong> on <strong>29-04-2008, 05:40:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jen laughed and rolled her eyes, “Well let’s get this open and see what’s down there”.&nbsp; After struggling with the heavy door for a few moments they finally were able to pull it open.&nbsp; Jen looked down then back at William, “Ummm…I’m going to grab some candles.&nbsp; I really don’t want to be stuck down there if the lights go out…kinda creepy”.&nbsp; She gave an uneasy smile then added, “You go ahead down first…”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>29-04-2008, 08:28:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Gee thanks."&nbsp; William rolls his eyes at Jen sarcastically.&nbsp; Rather than tease her further, he instead retrieves the flashlight that he'd brought with him and turned it on.&nbsp; Being a maglight, it shone strongly, lighting up everything he pointed it at.&nbsp; He carefully decended the stairs, finding the lightswitch almost immediately at the bottom.<br><br>He flipped the switch on and his eyebrows shot up at what he saw.&nbsp; With a shrug, he thumbed off the flashlight and then looked around again.&nbsp; "You're not going to believe this."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greenthorn</strong> on <strong>29-04-2008, 21:29:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She watched as William descended the steps then went into the kitchen to grab candles, matches, and a bottle of wine.&nbsp; She stopped and looked at the glasses but shrugged and went back to the living room.&nbsp; Hearing William’s reaction made her laugh quietly; she could imagine what she was about to witness.<br><br>Once down the steps she paused and looked around.&nbsp; The basement was rather larger than she expected and in the center was the pool table.&nbsp; On one wall there were two arcade games, Pac-Man and Street Fighter, then another wall boasted a wet bar along with the stereo mounted behind it.&nbsp; Off to the other side of the room there was a large screen television and in front of it a lounger and an old fashioned couch reminiscent of the 60’s., both upholstered in deep burgundy velvet.<br><br>Jen placed the candles down on the pool table blindly then opened the wine bottle and took a long swig of it while still staring around the room.&nbsp; “Umm…Bob is…strange,” she said with a grin on her face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>30-04-2008, 04:12:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You've noticed, have you?"&nbsp; William plopped down on the sofa and stretched out comfortably, wigging his toes contently.&nbsp; "Now this is a vacation."&nbsp; He set the flashnight next to the sofa and tucked his hands under his head, staring at the ceiling thoughtfully.<br><br>"What would you like to do first?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greenthorn</strong> on <strong>01-05-2008, 04:25:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jen took another swig from the bottle of wine then looked over to William and laughed.&nbsp; “Maybe for you it’s a vacation, but what happens if the lights go out?&nbsp; Then it’s going to get a bit creepy.&nbsp; Old cabin, middle of nowhere, no lights, snowed in…sounds like almost every horror movie I have ever seen,” she said seriously as a chill ran up her spine.<br><br>With a sigh she moved the candles off the pool table and placed them around the room; if the lights do go out she wanted to be sure there was a candle in reach wherever she was.&nbsp; She then went over to the Pac-man machine and turned it on, laughing at the nostalgia.&nbsp; There was a stool against the wall and she pulled it over in front of the machine and sat down holding the bottle of wine between her knees.&nbsp; “I’m going to take a trip down memory lane first…remember playing this game?”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>01-05-2008, 06:04:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				William shrugged.&nbsp; "If the lights go out, that means we have to huddle together for warmth."&nbsp; He took the wine bottle from between Jen's knees and opened it, pouring a couple of glasses.&nbsp; He left the bottle on the smallish wet bar before surrendering one to her and keeping the other for himself.<br><br>He looked at the game and shrugged.&nbsp; "I always died on the first level.&nbsp; Never could quite get the hang of it."&nbsp; He tapped his glass lightly against hers.&nbsp; "Here's to being in a horror film, getting laid, and living to tell about it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greenthorn</strong> on <strong>02-05-2008, 04:31:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jen looked at him for a second with a raised eyebrow then gulped down her wine and handed him back the empty glass.&nbsp; She turned her attention back to the game and said to William, “I think I did better with the whole bottle,” while keeping her eyes on the game screen.&nbsp; She was beginning to feel uncomfortable at William’s assumption that they would have sex.<br><br>After losing the game three times Jen sighed and got up from the stool.&nbsp; “Well I guess we can play pool,” she said as she walked over to the wet bar and grabbed the bottle.&nbsp; She looked at the pool table and took a deep breath before taking a long drink from the bottle.&nbsp; Jen hoped the alcohol would help her relax a bit.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>02-05-2008, 06:12:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				William took the glasses with a shrug, wondering if he'd gone a bit too far.&nbsp; Deciding that he had, he passed her the bottle before plopping down on the couch.&nbsp; &nbsp;Oddly enough, the wine was more than enough to relax him and when Jen finally spoke to him again, his only response was a soft snore.&nbsp; He'd dozed off in a rather uncomfortable looking position.&nbsp; Complete with a little drool on the corner of his mouth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greenthorn</strong> on <strong>02-05-2008, 17:21:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jen walked over and looked down at William with a laugh.&nbsp; She considered leaving him there but since he looked so uncomfortable she sighed and took another swig from the wine bottle.&nbsp; Before she had a chance to do anything else, it happened.&nbsp; <br><br>The lights at first flickered, and then went out completely.&nbsp; Jen’s heart pounded in her chest and she reached blindly in the darkness for the flashlight she saw him leave on the couch.&nbsp; A loud bang happened somewhere above them and Jen jumped into William’s lap.&nbsp; “Get up!” she cried still feverishly reaching around for the flashlight.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>02-05-2008, 21:05:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Being awakened by having someone jump on you was not the most pleasant senation he could imagine.&nbsp; Especially when said person manages to knee you in the groin in the process.&nbsp; "Ow!"&nbsp; He protests, not that she would have heard him over her own yelling.<br><br>He manages somehow to grab the flashlight even though he had a lapful of squirming woman.&nbsp; He clicked it on, shaking her shoulder to get her attention.&nbsp; "Calm down." He said, keeping the pain out of his voice.&nbsp; "And would you mind moving your knee?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greenthorn</strong> on <strong>04-05-2008, 04:57:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jen clung to William but slid off of his lap and onto the couch.&nbsp; "I'm sorry," she whispered as she looked toward the steps.&nbsp; She was intently listening for another sound to come from upstairs and when she didn't hear anything she slowly got up, reluctantly releasing her hold on William, and reached around for a candle.&nbsp; Finding one, she lit it then held it in front of her to illuminate the room.<br><br>"There was a bang from upstairs...what did I tell you...like a horror movie," she whispered as chills ran up her back causing the hair on her neck to stand at attention.&nbsp; She reached down for William's hand and tried to pull him up from the couch, "You're the man...you have to go investigate!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>04-05-2008, 19:26:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				William rolls his eyes, pointing the flashlight in the direction of the trap door.&nbsp; "It's probably snow falling off the roof."&nbsp; He climbed to his feet, not even sparing Jen a second glance as he climbed the steps to investigate.&nbsp; He walked around a bit, checking every room and finding nothing out of place.<br><br>He then returned back downstairs, going to the wetbar for something harder to drink.&nbsp; "Nothing."&nbsp; He informed her, then reached down underneath to flip the switch that would start the generator.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greenthorn</strong> on <strong>05-05-2008, 19:20:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jen waited for the lights to go on when William flipped the switch and every second that passed made her more and more nervous.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Should it take this long to kick in, William?” she whispered as she got up and walked over to where he was.&nbsp; Standing close to him she placed her hand lightly on his arm as she waited for the generator to come on.<br><br>After a few minutes she turned to look at him and frowned, “This is not good…do we stay down here or go upstairs?”&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>05-05-2008, 19:49:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				William frowned when the generator didn't kick back in.&nbsp; Showing what he thought was a great deal of patience, he reached down and pushed the button.&nbsp; Finding a second one next to the first, he pushed that too.&nbsp; And...after a couple of seconds, the lights came back on.<br><br>"See?"&nbsp; He told her calmly.&nbsp; "Nothing to worry about."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greenthorn</strong> on <strong>06-05-2008, 19:23:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jen blew the candle out and breathed a sigh of relief.&nbsp; Her cheeks reddened and she looked shyly at William, “Uhhh…sorry for being such a baby.&nbsp; Guess I’ve watched one too many horror movies huh?”&nbsp; She rolled her eyes then shook her head at her overactive imagination.&nbsp; &nbsp;Looking at the bottle of win in her hand she laughed and placed it down on the bar.&nbsp; “Time for something stronger,” she said and grabbed a bottle of Jack Daniels, placing it on the bar then turning to find shot glasses.<br><br>Placing the glasses on the bar she turned to William, “Wait, do you want to drink with me?”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>06-05-2008, 19:25:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				William eyes Jen then shrugs, picking up the rum bottle and pouring a couple of glasses.&nbsp; "Only if you promise not to knee me in the groin again."&nbsp; He offers her one with a smile, clicking off the flashlight and setting it face down on the bar.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greenthorn</strong> on <strong>07-05-2008, 04:25:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jen laughed and took the glass from him.&nbsp; "I promise...but you have to promise not to fall asleep on me again!" she said with a wink.&nbsp; She took her glass over to the pool table and bit her lip.&nbsp; "Well...I'm really not that good...but wanna play?" she asked with a shrug.&nbsp; She had only played pool once in her entire life and that was about five years ago...and she was drunk.&nbsp; She looked around for the pool sticks and when she saw them against the wall she grabbed one and walked back to the table, laying the stick down gently.&nbsp; <br><br>"I'll rack, you break," she said hoping she used the right terminology.&nbsp; She placed the rack on the table and began to fill it with the balls, having no clue if there was a certain order...all she knew was the black one went in the middle.&nbsp; After she was done she removed the rack slowly and picked up her stick.&nbsp; "All yours," she grinned as she downed her drink and walked over to refill it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>07-05-2008, 19:20:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Deal," he agreed.&nbsp; &nbsp;He watched her curiously as she moved about, setting things up then leaving it for him to break.&nbsp; With a nod, he grabbed another cue stick off of the wall rack and attempted a break.&nbsp; Quite naturally, he didn't manage to do much more than simply scatter the balls around the table.<br><br>"Typical."&nbsp; He said with a shake of his head.&nbsp; "At least I'm not playing for drinks."&nbsp; &nbsp;He retrieved the bottle, and the flashlight, topping hers off then refilling his own.&nbsp; "Or anything else I care to wager."&nbsp; &nbsp;He then set them both on a convienent table nearby incase of another emergency.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greenthorn</strong> on <strong>08-05-2008, 19:31:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jen laughed and realized she was feeling quite tipsy.&nbsp; “Don’t worry William, I couldn’t have done any better,” she said as she attempted to remember which ball she was supposed to hit first. After staring at the table for a few moments she looked back at him with a grin, “I have no clue what I’m supposed to do now…I try to get a ball in the hole…but does it matter which one?”&nbsp; She looked at her drink and downed it then placed the glass on the bar before walking back over to the table again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>08-05-2008, 19:34:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Nah, pick one."&nbsp; William agrees lightly, also swigging down his drink.&nbsp; He promptly refills both of their glasses, noting that he was starting to feel the effects.&nbsp; &nbsp;"Anything that goes into the hole works for me."&nbsp; He didn't quite realize how loaded of a statement that was, patiently waiting to see what she'd do next.<br><br>Instead, he glanced up at the ceiling.&nbsp; He idly wondered what they were going to do after this.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greenthorn</strong> on <strong>09-05-2008, 21:23:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jen covered her mouth to hide her laugh at his loaded statement then tossed back the alcohol, emptying the glass once more.&nbsp; She blinked a few times then laughed out loud and she attempted to take her turn on the pool table.&nbsp; Not even coming close to getting a ball into one of the pockets, she shrugged and grinned back at him.&nbsp; <br><br>His attention was on the ceiling and she sighed, “Bored? What would you rather be doing? I’m open for suggestions!”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>10-05-2008, 02:16:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No, not bored."&nbsp; &nbsp;He gave her a small smile in an attempt to reassure her.&nbsp; "Just wondering if we should just move everything down here and stay put for the next couple of days."&nbsp; His eyes measured her curiously, then with a shrug he likewise attempted to get a ball in a pocket.&nbsp; He succeeded once and then failed the second time.<br><br>He leaned his cue stick against the table before taking the bottle and refilling his own drink.&nbsp; He was either going to get smashed or stop right now, he just hadn't decided which it was yet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greenthorn</strong> on <strong>11-05-2008, 18:45:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After watching him take his turn and thinking about what he said, Jen went over and poured another drink, making a mental note that this would be her last one.&nbsp; “Might not be a bad idea, but I know I am in no condition to go up and down the stairs without breaking my neck,” she replied with a small laugh.&nbsp; “We should probably just wait until the morning to do so…but what happens if the generator stops working?”<br><br>Her last question played through her mind again, and she realized his idea made much more sense than she had originally thought.&nbsp; If the generator did stop working, being underground would keep them warmer…but for how long?&nbsp; She was very interested to know if the snow had stopped or not…and if not, how long it would be before it did.<br><br>She finished her drink and left her glass on the bar before going over to the pool table to take her turn.&nbsp; As she leaned over to aim and shoot, she found herself swaying to the side and laughed.&nbsp; “I think I am definitely done drinking!”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>11-05-2008, 21:05:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He took another attempt at getting it in the pocket only to completely miss.&nbsp; &nbsp;"Yeah, me too."&nbsp; He leaned the cue stick against the side of the table.&nbsp; &nbsp;"I'm going to go upstairs and grab a few things, like blankets."&nbsp; He squinted at her. "You do know that we're going to have to share the couch, don't you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greenthorn</strong> on <strong>13-05-2008, 06:50:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jen laughed at his attempt then bent over the table to take her turn once again.&nbsp; She began to nod in response to him then stopped abruptly, her eyebrows both flying up.&nbsp; She stood upright and glanced from the couch to William a few times before responding.&nbsp; “I didn’t even think about that actually,” she said, then with a shrug continued, “That’s fine.&nbsp; At least we will keep warm.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Snowed In (Hunter and Greenthorn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>13-05-2008, 18:19:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				William stumbled up the stairs, not quite ready with a snappy comeback just yet. Instead, he retrieved several warm looking blankets and pillows.&nbsp; &nbsp;He managed to get back down the stairs without falling and plopped down on the couch.&nbsp; "Okay, nap time."&nbsp; He decided, starting to set up the couch as a bed.<br><br>With a frown, he pulled one of the cushions out to reveal a hideaway bed.&nbsp; "Well, at least it'll be comfortable.&nbsp; A little help?"&nbsp; He was going to need it to get the bed out.
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