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 Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 5:31 pm
::raises an eyebrow in confusion::
Huh?
Oh well, GOOD RIDDANCE TO HOT RUBBISH!
::spins around and falls onto a bar stool::
Bartender! Another round!
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 5:33 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 5:36 pm
*Puts on this song. After the ones Piper pushed plays through.*
*Takes a sip of her drink and walks behind the bar. Pouring Piper a mixed drink. Not so heavy on the rum this time.*
*Sets it in front of him. Takes a sip of her drink.*
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 5:39 pm
::picks it up and takes a long pull::
You know, my parents are...were...multi-multi-multi millionaires, right? When I was little, I was in this world where everyone had big money and though they ruled the world because of it. That everyone should just bow down and serve them because they were so much better. And so insulated from the way the world REALLY is.
Nowadays I work with the homeless and live with rats. And I am SO. MUCH. MORE FULFILLED.
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 5:44 pm
Hmm.. *Sets her elbows on the counter top and rests her chin on top of her palm. Gives a smile.*
There's something about getting away from those that helped shaped just a tiny bit of who've we have become. Finding a direction within what life handed you.
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 5:46 pm
I just hate the idea that someone thinks flaunting all of his wealth and power is going to sway my heart.
::lays his head down on the bar::
Definitely going to start seeing a therapist. I wish Terry was still around.
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 5:48 pm
Sets a bowl of penuts on the counter and nibbles as she looks down at Piper.*
*Gives him a sad smile.*
I'm not a therapist but I'll listen if you need a shoulder to lean on.
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 5:51 pm
Everyone listens to me whine. It never gets any better. Rex was on the right track when he punched me in the nose, maybe.
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 5:51 pm
*holds the door open for Snow*
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 5:53 pm
*Gives a small smile and shakes her head.* Whinning is one thing. Though i meant talking.
*Pauses.*
You know I heard about a meditation that might help. I forget where I heard about it. But sometimes it can lighten the heart.
*Looks over at the door opens.* In coming.
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 5:55 pm
Meditation? I dunno. I don't think I want to go that far inside my own mind. I've had two nervous breakdowns already....
::sways up, looks at the door and starts laughing::
Well, whaddaya know, he actually DID it.
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 5:59 pm
Tai Chi? *Takes a sip.* It's not for everyone. *Gives a smile.*
*Looks back to the door.* Seems so..
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 5:59 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 6:00 pm
*walks past Hartley and Chastity and escorts Snow to a more secluded booth*
What would you care for and I will retrieve it?
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 6:02 pm
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