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 Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2012 3:39 pm
"Eh, it won't kill me," he said cheerfully. "And a guy's gotta get some extra seeds somehow or another. How else is he gonna afford gas?" he asked logically. "Wanna walk or ride?"
He didn't mind either, in fact a walk wouldn't be that bad, but hell, had he ever taken Danny on his motorcycle yet?
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2012 3:58 pm
Danny was satiated with that answer, happy to let it slide as long as Roch was okay.
"Ride? You mean your motorcycle?" she said, blinking. "Is Jack the pumpkin king??? OF COURSE I wanna ride!"
For the record no, no you have not Roch.
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2012 4:10 pm
"Alright, but you gotta keep your arms around my waist--no stupid stuff like tryin' to cover my eyes or screamin' over the mic, got it?" Roch told her as he headed down the path to where he kept his bike at the front gate. "And one of these days we're gonna find an Jackin' Mexican restaurant--that actually SERVES real tacos, got it?" he added as he handed her his old helmet and mounted. He waited until she had mounted as well to drive away.
The homework had been completely forgotten.
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