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David ~
He didn't know what to do or what to think. He grabbed a crusafix and prayed. It worked! David could rest at ease now. David walked to his car and drove around. Looking at the women.

Martin finally got a call to move a piano, and jumped right on it, desperate to leave the house. He had everything packed into his van, so it looked as if he'd never stayed in David's house before. He loaded the piano ino the van with a little difficulty, but got it in the end. He drove it over to the new house and unloaded it for the woman, thankfully taking the money, and went to go get some lunch at a little fish n' chips stand he knew.

David ~
She is okay. Nothing like the Italian women though. He said and kept driving. He had totallhy forgot about his sister but he was already prepaired for her arrival. David took a simple turn and looked down another block. Ignoring the people passing by his car. He was more focused on the store.

Martin perked when he heard a car rumble along behind him, and glanced back, before ducking down upon seeing David. He quickly began the walk back to his van.

David ~
He drove around until he found the store again. He got some garlic and some Italian dressing. David didn't know what he was to prepair but he was sure it would be good. David got some tomatoes and other ingrediants.

Martin sighed, seeing as David was out of sight. He leaned against his van, out of breath from moving so quickly. He sighed, wiping the back of his hand over his forehead. I shouldn't be hiding like this I should come out and say it! Why did he do that last night? Running isn't going to solve anything.. Martin thought angrily, folding his arms over his thin chest; He didn't know what to do.

David ~
He checked out and carried everything out in a big brown bag. He smiled some more and walked to his car. Setting the things in the passanger seat and starting his car.

Martin sighed heavily, deciding he would go confront David about the previous night. He made his way home, and leaned against the van until he saw David pull up. The Brit shivered slightly, a new wave a fear washing over him.

David ~
He pulled into the driveway and parked. Grabbing the things out of the passanger seat and walking to the front door. He noticed Martin but he seemed nervous. David didn't want to make him uncomfortable so he walked past him. Sparing him a glance.

Martin followed sheepishly, a bit too afraid he was angry- or disappointed.
"David?" He spoke up, though his voice was quiet and shy.

David ~
Yes? He said and looked over at Martin, finally turning the lock and opening the door a little bit. David could feel the warmpth inside the house. Tempting indeed.

"I wanted to talk..urm..about last night." Martin managed, tugging at the collar on his shirt shyly.

David ~
What about last night? He said and looked at Martin. He stepped inside. He didn't remember much of what happened last night. He remembered the cup of water and everything after that.

"Well...you kind of..got drunk." Martin began warily, stepping inside after David, shoving his hands in his pockets. "And...you did some stuff..that made me really uncomfortable." He watched the italian closely, trying to see if he remembered any of it.

David ~
He shook his head with a puzzled look on his face. I don't remember any of it. He said and walked to the kitchen, setting the bag down on the countertop. He unpacked everything and put it away.