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</description><title>Dreaming Awaits.</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @roy-evans)</generator><link>http://roy-evans.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Hello? Anyone here?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m17u7aQdIB1r84zu3.gif"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://roy-evans.tumblr.com/post/19665194823</link><guid>http://roy-evans.tumblr.com/post/19665194823</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Mar 2012 20:40:31 -0700</pubDate><category>ooc: i miss you guys. :(</category></item><item><link>http://roy-evans.tumblr.com/post/19270096699</link><guid>http://roy-evans.tumblr.com/post/19270096699</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Mar 2012 19:14:00 -0700</pubDate><category>im staying too~ well for as much as i can. if this really dies out i'm out.</category><category>ooc</category></item><item><title>I feel so sleepy.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://sydney--baylor.tumblr.com/post/19227547509/i-feel-so-sleepy" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;sydney&amp;#8212;baylor&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

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Yay! My mom still treats me like the little baby, I used to be. I keep telling her I’m not and yet, she still does it. Haha.&lt;/blockquote&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Well you&amp;#8217;re the youngest, so I guess it makes sense. At least you have a reason to be babied. My mom still pinches my cheeks when I&amp;#8217;m clearly already 18!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://roy-evans.tumblr.com/post/19228127974</link><guid>http://roy-evans.tumblr.com/post/19228127974</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Mar 2012 00:30:49 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>sydney&amp;#8212;baylor:


Sydney looked up and heard the doorbell ring. &amp;#8220;Coco, stop it.&amp;#8221;...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://sydney--baylor.tumblr.com/post/19227516067/dreaming-awaits-sydney-baylor-it-was-a-quiet-night" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;sydney&amp;#8212;baylor&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

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Sydney looked up and heard the doorbell ring. &amp;#8220;Coco, stop it.&amp;#8221; she pointed at her. Coco then headed for the living room couch and sat there. Sydney opened the door to see Roy&amp;#8217;s face. &amp;#8220;Hi Roy.&amp;#8221; she smiled big, letting him into the house. It almost seemed like forever, since they last saw each other or talked. With everything going on at school, she barely got to talk to him for even a bit. Sydney closed the door once he got in. &amp;#8220;And there&amp;#8217;s Coco.&amp;#8221; she pointed to the small dog on the couch. Coco was practically a puppy.&lt;/blockquote&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Roy smiled with relief in his eyes. He was relieved that she actually opened the door for him, rather than leave him out in the cold. He knew she wasn&amp;#8217;t even close to being like that, but there&amp;#8217;s always a first for everything. &amp;#8220;Hey Syd,&amp;#8221; Roy greeted back, giving her a small hug. After pulling away, he shot a friendly smile in Coco&amp;#8217;s way, only to end with a saddened expression, due to the fact that Coco ignored him. Roy went into the house completely and heard Sydney shut the door quietly. &amp;#8220;She&amp;#8217;s cute. It&amp;#8217;s a girl right?&amp;#8221; he asked to make sure.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://roy-evans.tumblr.com/post/19228086847</link><guid>http://roy-evans.tumblr.com/post/19228086847</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Mar 2012 00:28:45 -0700</pubDate><category>x</category></item><item><title>I feel so sleepy.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://sydney--baylor.tumblr.com/post/19227222935/i-feel-so-sleepy"&gt;sydney&amp;#8212;baylor&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://roy-evans.tumblr.com/post/19226952061/i-feel-so-sleepy"&gt;roy-evans&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://sydney--baylor.tumblr.com/post/19226877034/i-feel-so-sleepy"&gt;sydney—baylor&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;Well, that’s just her. Seriously though, everyday she would ask me about you. Same question, same answer.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Well, I am the eldest Evans in my family. So you know, I get special treatment. ;D Haha.&lt;/p&gt;
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I’m the youngest in my family, so does that mean I get special treatment too? :)&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Haha no. Well I don&amp;#8217;t know. Kat doesn&amp;#8217;t get special treatment. No wait, yeah she kinda does. So I guess you do too!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://roy-evans.tumblr.com/post/19227344490</link><guid>http://roy-evans.tumblr.com/post/19227344490</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Mar 2012 23:53:45 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>sydney&amp;#8212;baylor:
It was a quiet night for Sydney. Normally, she would be sneaking out with Jared...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://sydney--baylor.tumblr.com/post/19227041498/dreaming-awaits-meeting-coco-roy-sydney"&gt;sydney&amp;#8212;baylor&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;It was a quiet night for Sydney. Normally, she would be sneaking out with Jared to go to some party, like they did last time. Since she couldn&amp;#8217;t find him, Sydney had asked Roy of he wanted to see Coco. She honestly didn&amp;#8217;t know Roy never knew about her dog. As Sydney waited for him to arrive, she had been prepping for the SATs, since there was nothing to do. The SATs was 2 weeks away and Sydney wanted to do well. It was her first time and surely, she wanted to pass. Studying, she heard a car come up her driveway as Coco ran to the door, scratching it.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Roy waited patiently for Sydney to open the door for him, but all he heard was some unusual scratching sound coming from inside. &lt;em&gt;Must be Coco,&lt;/em&gt; he figured in his head, putting two and two together. He reached into his back pocket to take out his phone and proceeded to dial her number. After a couple of rings, Roy decided to just hang up. He was starting to think she was pranking him or something. The Baylors were an amusing type of family and they would surely pull a couple of pranks, considering they were all related. &lt;em&gt;Maybe she&amp;#8217;s doing something important.&lt;/em&gt; Roy was thinking to himself as he rang the doorbell a couple more times. If he was waking anyone up, he hoped it would be Sydney. Roy didn&amp;#8217;t like waiting very long.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://roy-evans.tumblr.com/post/19227216573</link><guid>http://roy-evans.tumblr.com/post/19227216573</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Mar 2012 23:48:17 -0700</pubDate><category>x</category></item><item><title>roy do you remeber me your sister kelly?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;What do you mean? Of course I remember you. Everything okay?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I don’t even know when you sent me this…&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://roy-evans.tumblr.com/post/19226983753</link><guid>http://roy-evans.tumblr.com/post/19226983753</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Mar 2012 23:38:37 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>I feel so sleepy.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://sydney--baylor.tumblr.com/post/19226877034/i-feel-so-sleepy"&gt;sydney&amp;#8212;baylor&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;Well, that’s just her. Seriously though, everyday she would ask me about you. Same question, same answer.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Well, I am the eldest Evans in my family. So you know, I get special treatment. ;D Haha.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://roy-evans.tumblr.com/post/19226952061</link><guid>http://roy-evans.tumblr.com/post/19226952061</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Mar 2012 23:37:19 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Meeting Coco | Roy &amp; Sydney</title><description>&lt;p&gt;It was already pretty late at night, but Roy didn&amp;#8217;t think it mattered since he was heading to a family member&amp;#8217;s house. He hoped his parents wouldn&amp;#8217;t mind him taking a visit at the Baylor household, which then again, shouldn&amp;#8217;t matter at all in the first place. Roy was of age. He didn&amp;#8217;t need or have a curfew. So with this reasoning in his head, he started driving to his cousin&amp;#8217;s house. Their house wasn&amp;#8217;t too far from his own, therefore he arrived in less than half an hour. Roy had been there only a few times throughout his lifetime, and although he didn&amp;#8217;t know why he never really went there, he was still familiar with the route. Roy unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car. After that, he walked up the steps to her house, ringing the doorbell upon his arrival.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://roy-evans.tumblr.com/post/19226654518</link><guid>http://roy-evans.tumblr.com/post/19226654518</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Mar 2012 23:25:41 -0700</pubDate><category>x</category></item><item><title>I feel so sleepy.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://sydney--baylor.tumblr.com/post/19226327215/i-feel-so-sleepy"&gt;sydney&amp;#8212;baylor&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Ahaha. Sure, you can. Oh, don’t worry. My Mom thinks you’re perfect.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m0t7y8Q6n91qlcfay.gif"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Really? She barely acknowledged my presence when she first got a tumblr. Well I&amp;#8217;ll head over there in a bit.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m0t837EKXt1r84zu3.gif"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://roy-evans.tumblr.com/post/19226398181</link><guid>http://roy-evans.tumblr.com/post/19226398181</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Mar 2012 23:16:22 -0700</pubDate><category>ooc: loool i shall start okay.</category></item><item><title>I feel so sleepy.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://sydney--baylor.tumblr.com/post/19224807681/i-feel-so-sleepy"&gt;sydney&amp;#8212;baylor&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I kinda got that now. Ahaha, but you should come over and see Coco.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m0t5q8bhyN1qlcfay.gif"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Maybe slowness runs in the family? Haha, I should. Can I come over right now? My parents wouldn&amp;#8217;t mind me being there. Unless your parents do.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m0t76ceekA1r84zu3.gif"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://roy-evans.tumblr.com/post/19225825080</link><guid>http://roy-evans.tumblr.com/post/19225825080</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Mar 2012 22:56:39 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>I feel so sleepy.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://sydney--baylor.tumblr.com/post/19220668975/i-feel-so-sleepy"&gt;sydney&amp;#8212;baylor&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I brought her to school once! My gosh…and you didn’t notice?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m0t14qSHvT1qlcfay.gif"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Syd, you should know that I&amp;#8217;m probably &lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt; slowest guy on Earth.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m0t51j4ons1r84zu3.gif"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://roy-evans.tumblr.com/post/19224281489</link><guid>http://roy-evans.tumblr.com/post/19224281489</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Mar 2012 22:10:35 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>I feel so sleepy.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://sydney--baylor.tumblr.com/post/19220261021/i-feel-so-sleepy"&gt;sydney&amp;#8212;baylor&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I have a dog named Coco. How do you not know that?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m0t0r6dtqS1qlcfay.gif"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Coco doesn&amp;#8217;t really ring a bell. Weird. I have no idea, really.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m0t0t9pKYF1r84zu3.gif"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://roy-evans.tumblr.com/post/19220323111</link><guid>http://roy-evans.tumblr.com/post/19220323111</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Mar 2012 20:39:37 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>I feel so sleepy.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://sydney--baylor.tumblr.com/post/19219904648/i-feel-so-sleepy"&gt;sydney&amp;#8212;baylor&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;That isn’t weird. I think Jared eats them…or my dog.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m0t0g7tekK1qlcfay.gif"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Yeah, maybe Jared eats pickles&amp;#8230; wait, since when did you have a dog? I mean, I never really go to your house often, but still.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m0t0k4LxoM1r84zu3.gif"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://roy-evans.tumblr.com/post/19220037266</link><guid>http://roy-evans.tumblr.com/post/19220037266</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Mar 2012 20:34:01 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>I feel so sleepy.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://ella-bolton.tumblr.com/post/19219523122/i-feel-so-sleepy"&gt;ella-bolton&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;As long as you promise to pay me back with more food later on.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m0szw6pAdM1r84you.gif"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Totally kidding. Our house is packed full with food, and for once i’m actually in a good enough mood to share.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I was seriously considering paying you back with food! Haha.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m0t0dai5Wa1r84zu3.gif"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Well it sounds like you don&amp;#8217;t like sharing too often.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://roy-evans.tumblr.com/post/19219820437</link><guid>http://roy-evans.tumblr.com/post/19219820437</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Mar 2012 20:29:52 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>I feel so sleepy.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://sydney--baylor.tumblr.com/post/19219431993/i-feel-so-sleepy"&gt;sydney&amp;#8212;baylor&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Am not. I just have them…&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m0t00obssp1qlcfay.gif"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;But you don&amp;#8217;t eat them! Don&amp;#8217;t tell me that&amp;#8217;s not weird.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m0t08xK7ix1r84zu3.gif"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://roy-evans.tumblr.com/post/19219674292</link><guid>http://roy-evans.tumblr.com/post/19219674292</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Mar 2012 20:27:04 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>I feel so sleepy.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://sydney--baylor.tumblr.com/post/19219132060/i-feel-so-sleepy"&gt;sydney&amp;#8212;baylor&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I don’t eat them either, but I don’t know why I have them in my fridge..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m0szqqxRhA1qlcfay.gif"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;You are really weird&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m0szwaCQoA1r84zu3.gif"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://roy-evans.tumblr.com/post/19219268689</link><guid>http://roy-evans.tumblr.com/post/19219268689</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Mar 2012 20:19:29 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>I feel so sleepy.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://ella-bolton.tumblr.com/post/19218822849/i-feel-so-sleepy"&gt;ella-bolton&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Food? I have more than enough.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m0szioL56a1r84you.gif"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Would you be willing to share?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m0szm0TFv31r84zu3.gif"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://roy-evans.tumblr.com/post/19218932489</link><guid>http://roy-evans.tumblr.com/post/19218932489</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Mar 2012 20:13:18 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>I feel so sleepy.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://sydney--baylor.tumblr.com/post/19218701019/i-feel-so-sleepy"&gt;sydney&amp;#8212;baylor&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Well, I have a jar of them. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m0szew6dp51qlcfay.gif"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#8217;s fine, I don&amp;#8217;t really eat pickles&amp;#8230; my parents and siblings do. But for some reason, I don&amp;#8217;t.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m0szk7vH5u1r84zu3.gif"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://roy-evans.tumblr.com/post/19218873314</link><guid>http://roy-evans.tumblr.com/post/19218873314</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Mar 2012 20:12:13 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>I feel so sleepy.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://sydney--baylor.tumblr.com/post/19218435348/i-feel-so-sleepy"&gt;sydney&amp;#8212;baylor&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m0sz6rg8Jr1qlcfay.gif"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;You&amp;#8217;re offering me pickles? That&amp;#8217;s a first.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m0sz9u50SB1r84zu3.gif"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://roy-evans.tumblr.com/post/19218549801</link><guid>http://roy-evans.tumblr.com/post/19218549801</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Mar 2012 20:06:24 -0700</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
