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Posted: Thu Feb 08, 2024 8:16 am
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Posted: Sat Feb 10, 2024 8:41 pm
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Willadene quickly replied back. "K. I'm bringing Mark with me. Got a feeling you might need a guys perspective on this too."
A few minutes later, Mark and will knocked on the door and let thenselves in.
Mark whistled and commented, "Dad gom, Liam. She done ******** yer place up."
Willa slapped Mark's arm and admonished him, "Hush, that ain't helpin'." She approacher Liam and asked, "You said Freya in the text. That's the lady Fenris was before, right? I thought you was bringin' Fenris back last night? What in the sam hill happened between then and now?"
They both listened while they helped themselves to a slice of cheescake each. They both winced at the oment where everything really went bad.
Mark shook his head and sighed, "You done made a beginner's mistake there, Slim."
Willa nodded and added, "I know all of this is new to you, but maybe from now on ya ought to ask me or Mark before you try to say somethin' like that again. Preferably me, since it's a lady's heart yer dealin' with. Speakin' a which, I think I'm gonna go see how she's doin'. From what I heard 'bout Freya she can count her friends on one hand. Be right back boys."
After Willa left Mark said to Liam, "How're ya holdin' up? That outburst couldn't've felt good."
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Posted: Mon Feb 12, 2024 12:26 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 12, 2024 4:14 pm
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Willa knocked on Freya's door.
she shouted at the door.
Willa answered back, "It ain't Liam. Mah name's Willadene. I'm a friend o' Liam's. He told me what happened. Thought I'd come and see how yer doin'. Gal to gal."
"You drink?"
"Better than a wrung out camel."
"Hah! C'mon in, cowpoke, Let's see whatcha got."
Willa opened the unlocked door and stepped in to see Freya laying on the floor against the couch, a bottle of Jack in one hand and ham in the other.
Freya took her lips off of the bottle and looked to Willa. Her eyes went wide and she began to cackle. "Holy s**t! You're a literal ********' cow girl! With the accent and everything! Oh this'd better not be a hallucination! This is too ********' good."
Willa's right eye twitched as she forced a smile. "Had yer fun? I see yer already most a' the way to a porcelain pillow. Howabout you ease up and we can chat while I catch up?"
"Howabout you go ******** yourself, you fat-a** cow!"
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Mark shook his head and put a hand on Liam's bare shoulder. "Naw man, I know you could take a tumble through a combine and come out the other side in yer sunday best. I'm talkin' 'bout yer heart. I know you've been doin' real good figurin' out yer own emotions an' all these last few weeks, but you've still got a lot to learn about relationships. Romantic or otherwise. You poured yer heart out to that girl, and she replied by floodin' yer apartment. That can't have felt good."
"Hell, I know a thing r' two 'bout openin' mah mouth and pissin' off a lady. Willa's as sweet as a peach most the time, but she's got a mighty temper on her. First thing I learned right away, by witness thank the lord, was in no not way to come close to callin' her fa-"
Their conversation was cut off by the sound of a body being thrown through a wall and the resulting debris that came with it. Freya lay on her back in disbelief. She sat herself up and saw that she had dropped her drink and her ham. She glared in the direction of the hole in the wall and growled. "You made me drop my drink, and my food! That, you side of redneck beef, is a major party foul."
Willa stepped through the hole, glared down at Freya, and huffed through her nostrils, "b***h, I don't care what kind a s**t you've been through, or how drunk you are. No one. Calls me. Fat!"
Mark look to Liam and sighed, "Aw Hell. We'd best break this up b'fore 5-O shows up!"
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Posted: Tue Feb 13, 2024 1:42 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 13, 2024 5:59 pm
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"You stay out of this!" They shouted at Liam in unison.
Freya lifted herself up and wobbled unsteadily. However, there was a certain fluidity to how she moved. "Imma kick yer heifer a**, ya ********' hayseed" she said in a terrible southern accent.
Willa snorted again and smashed her right fist into her left palm with a resounding smack. "Oh you can sure as shootin' try, but I ain't 'bout to be laid out by some kung fu bullshit!"
Mark also put himself between the ladies, but he faced Willadene exclusively. "Now Willa, I know yer all worked up from the F-word, but we're here to help Liam, right? An' we can't do that if you end up in the tased and in the clink again."
"Pft, ******** that noise! Let's have ourselves a cage match! Hell in the cell! Hunter versus prey! Imma take a bite outta that fat-a** flank!" She slurred while she put her hands up into the stance most associated with drunken fist kung fu.
Willa's eyes actually glowed red as she bared her teeth. "Oh yer gonna eat them words, and yer teeth!"
Mark put all of his effort into holding his girlfriend back as she tried to wiggle out of his grip and get around him. "Uh, Liam, you might wanna do yer teleportin' thang and git her outta here." he stressed.
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Posted: Thu Feb 15, 2024 10:14 am
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Posted: Sat Feb 17, 2024 8:53 am
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Posted: Sat Feb 17, 2024 12:02 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 17, 2024 9:15 pm
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Freya watched Liam as he spoke. Well, the two Liam's that swam in her vision. She paid particular attention to the musculature of his back and the way his hair flowed in the ********. Why does he have to be so hot? Why am I even thinking that he's hot? Probably because he looks like every tall, brooding, silver or white haired antagonist rolled into one dumbass package. But I don't do that. Well, I do, but it's not something I dwell on. Man, he likes to hear himself talk. Something about the sky. I don't know, but he seems to be happy. What the ******** wrong with me? Why should his happiness matter to me. Ugh, you know what, I'm not dealing with this right now. I probably wont remember anything past dessert. I'm checking out."
When Liam turned to her, Freya was in a deep sleep with her limbs splayed out. She snored loudly and scratched her right thigh. She smacked her lips and smiled softly as she dreamed of her husbando harem.
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Posted: Sun Feb 18, 2024 3:23 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 18, 2024 4:09 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2024 2:35 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 22, 2024 10:21 am
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Okami slipped into a shadow in Liam's room to see how the night was going. She was shock, yet somehow not surprised, when she saw the condition of his suite. She was a bit confused as to why the damage to the wall seemed to come from Freya's room. She figured that if someone was going to get thrown through the wall, it would be from the other direction.
She slipped out of the shadows and took in the scents. Meat, wine, some sort of crackery chesse concoction, vomit, pipe water, drywall, Freya, Liam, a human, and a cow. She did not know what happened, but it had to have an interesting story.
She traipsed over to the hole in the wall. She was put at ease when she saw Liam watching over Freya as the latter slept.
"Hey Liam," she whispered. "How did it go? I'm going to guess there were no sexy times."
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Posted: Fri Feb 23, 2024 6:33 am
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