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  <title>Comments on 'FF0000 (Red)'</title>
  <subtitle>_You can do this._

I pulled my car into a parking space near her apartment.

&amp;quot;Thanks for the lift Will.&amp;quot; she said.

&amp;quot;No problem.&amp;quot; I started to feel sweat down the back of my neck. &amp;quot;Let me get your bag out of the trunk.&amp;quot;

We both got out of the car and walked to back of it.

&amp;quot;Can I help you carry it up?&amp;quot; Did my voice just squeaked?

&amp;quot;No thanks. I can carry it.&amp;quot; We stood there.

_Hello? Say &amp;quot;Do you want to go out.&amp;quot;_

Yes, I heard you Beta. For some reason my mouth started to feel dry. Wait, she hasn't said anything else. There was silence from both of us.

Who was suppose to talk next? Was it my turn, or was it her turn. So many different words started to flow through my head.

&amp;quot;I guess, I'll see you tomorrow at work.&amp;quot; I said.

&amp;quot;Yeah, I guess so.&amp;quot; 

Okay, now what?

She continued to talked, &amp;quot;I was wondering would you...&amp;quot;

Before she had a chance to finish I said, &amp;quot;DoyouwanttogooutwithmeonWednesday?&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;Oh. Sorry no.&amp;quot;

_Nooooooo._

&amp;quot;I can't. But I can go out on Friday. Will that work?&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;Yes, that will be fine.&amp;quot;</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-04-17T02:59:17Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on FF0000 (Red)</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I like the nervous flurry: &amp;#8220;DoyouwanttogooutwithmeonWednesday?&#8221; for several reasons, but mostly because he asks her out on Wednesday of all days. With the hex-colors and overall fun I wouldn&amp;#8217;t be surprised if some other ficleteer didn&amp;#8217;t pick this up where you have left it! I have certainly enjoyed myself.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-04-17T02:59:17Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>thebetweenspace</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on FF0000 (Red)</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;First off, thank you to all who have read the series so far. I have appreciated all your comments. At this time, I&amp;#8217;m giving this series a break, but will return to it at some point.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-04-16T22:02:12Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>ChrisWDP</name>
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