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 Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 7:45 pm
Nathaniel Nathan snapped in confidence and murmered a victory Yes. Then he kissed his hand and announced, "Mwa! Only the most beautiful seats of course. Tonight will be lovely Gwen." Nathan grabbed her hands and linked his hands to hers, Left to Right, Right to Left. And his tone turned to more of a serious one, yet still promising. "May I get you at 9:30? I do need to prepare my dear." He looked down at her feet as if he felt guilty or nervous for asking.
What if she's some kind of b***h? I have to walk out of this with someone, what If This isn't the girl and someone walks out with the girl who truly would be mine? What if? What if!? Nathan's mind drew conclusions before he had to logic to realize. Dude, Nathan. It's been 2 days.
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Posted: Sat Dec 12, 2009 12:06 am
 ☆ . K a r a . L y n . O ' R e i l l e y . ☆ ☀ t h e . h e i r . t o . e m i ☀ ↘ ¤ ↘ ¤ ↘ ¤ ↘ ¤ ↘"These violent delights have violent ends
and in their triumph die, like fire and powder,
Which, as they kiss, consume." ♥ • m u s i c » You Found Me by Kelly Clarkson[ j u s t . p r e s s . p l a y . ▶ ] • o o c » - e m p t y - For a moment she merely stood at the door, her hand on a cold handle, looking at Jon confused. And then, it struck her hard, an arrow to the heart. She felt horrible. Why was she fooling around so much? She played with people, letting them get close, but not close enough before she turned around and began fighting against it, afraid of being close. Had she done that to Jon, already? Sure she had, for why else would he be so upset with her? It frightened her to think she could care so much in such a short amount of time. Entering the room, she walked up to him, though his voice seemed to echo off the walls from his yelling fit... His rage.
She wasn't sure of what to say... She knew he was angry about what he had seen... And maybe he could be right to be angry at her... After all, although she hadn't intended anything to happen with Ezio, something had... And although she questioned it the motives and reasons as to why it had happened, she had to accept it as more serious that she had played it off to be. Kara was bad at this... She had a social issue because she hadn't had many friends while growing up. In conjunction to that, she had never really been in a relationship before, and everything was new to her. She wasn't so much aware that things like that had boundaries. But now she knew... Now she was learning.
Finally reaching his seated figure, she dropped gently to her knees and put her hands in his lap, looking up at him with apologetic eyes. "I'm sorry," was all she could muster, for she wasn't sure what else to say. Surely, if she began to explain herself, he would think it was all a lie and probably accuse her of making an excuse... From what was going on, she could deduce that he assumed things, and that those assumptions might direct toward negative feelings. But she didn't want to upset him by making an excuse... . . . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . . .    
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Posted: Sat Dec 12, 2009 12:23 am
 Jonathon Michael Rose
'Live Fast+Die Young+Leave A Beautiful Corpse' Expecting anger or denial in return, Jon was shocked to hear nought but a simple, obviously heartwrenching apolagy. Karas hands sat in his lap, and he looked down at them, wondering what he should do. Jon was unable to look her in the eyes, his shame at the display of anger he had shown was massive the usual chill and carefree demeanour he showed to the world was one that covered the low self esteem and minimum self confidence he had grown up with. By making people believe he was better than he was, he had almost become that, the 'fake' Jon felt more comfortable and more appropriate than the real Jon, a quite, withdrawn boy. Showing people the exact opposite of himself had earne him friends, earned him a certain degree of respect from other people, the meticulous maintenence of his cars and computers was his way of letting his quiet, shy side show through. The solitude of the garage offered him a chance to release all of the stress of maintaining the facia of 'Jon the super confident stoner'. The silence bore down on him, weighing him down and crushing his anger and his will to resist in one fell swoop. Jon took Karas hands and stood up slowly, gently pulling her upright. He placed his hands on her waist, speaking gently. "Kara, I'm sorry for the way I reacted to seeing you with Ezio, but it hurt me to see that you had moved on so quickly. I understand that you need to move on, that you can't have feelings that strong for me so quickly. I want you to be happy, and if Ezio makes you happy then you and he should be together. I wont stand in the way of the two of you. I just wish that youd told me you liked him instead of just saying all those things to me and then meeting up with him." Jon hugged her gently, he had scared himself even with the unbridled fury that had just coursed through his veins. Letting her go, he walked slowly over to the belongings that he had broken and he gathered them up and placed them on the desk gently, hoping they weren't all entirely wrecked. Picking up his cigarettes, he lit one by the window and looked over to Kara, gesturing her to come and sit on the window sill with him. Offering her a cigarette aswell, he swung his legs out over the edge and dangled his feet out of the window.
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Posted: Sat Dec 12, 2009 3:15 am
☆ . K a r a . L y n . O ' R e i l l e y . ☆ ☀ t h e . h e i r . t o . e m i ☀ ↘ ¤ ↘ ¤ ↘ ¤ ↘ ¤ ↘"These violent delights have violent ends
and in their triumph die, like fire and powder,
Which, as they kiss, consume." ♥ • m u s i c » You Found Me by Kelly Clarkson[ j u s t . p r e s s . p l a y . ▶ ] • o o c » - e m p t y - When she felt him pull her up, she followed, feeling his hands on her waist, his voice soft, sweet, lulling. She listened as he spoke to her, realizing she could have made a mistake by going out with Ezio to find a dress. Feeling him hug her, she returned it, holding on to him as if holding on to dear life, her grip on his tight, but not suffocating. She closed her eyes, burying her face into his chest, inhaling the muskiness of his scent that had become all too familiar, all too quickly.
But he let go faster than she had wanted, and was now walking around the room, cleaning up some of the things he had wrecked, now sitting on his window sill, smoking a cigarette. Instead of taking one, she wrapped her arms around him from behind, her arms resting on his shoulders, her head leaning on her arm, which was on his shoulder. "It's too soon to say if I'd be happier with someone or someone else. Ezio was giving me an opinion on a couple dresses that I needed help picking out for our date tonight. I wanted to look my best for you," she explained taking a deep breath before nuzzling against the side of his head. "The things I said to you were true..." she said softly into his ear as she leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on his cheek.
"If you don't want to go on that date anymore, I understand..." she offered, wondering if he'd really still want to go on that date in a couple of hours. It seemed, by now, with everything that had gone on in the day, that he wold probably say no. . . . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . . .
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Posted: Sat Dec 12, 2009 6:02 pm
☆☆☆☆I stand in the rain for one simple reason...  Gwen smiled at him softly. "9:30 is perfect. I'm going to get ready then" She squeezed his hands quickly and kissed his cheek smiling. She pulled away and walked to the door. "See you at 9:30...I can't wait" she said smiling. She then walked away humming a soft tune walking to her room....That way no one can see me crying...☆☆☆☆
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Posted: Sat Dec 12, 2009 6:05 pm
 Ezio Giordano de Roma
OOC: I had to rewrite this for the third time, browser reset and a time out so its shorter than I expected it to be.
Ezio hid in his room listening by his doorway for her reaction. When he watched her enter the room he quickly crept over to his window not wanting them to know he was in the room as he hid and listened in. The faint sorry that came from Kara's lips caused the boy to try and get closer to the window. Though he had to do the best he could to hide from them letting them thing that no one was listening to them. He was worried deeply about her after hearing the wrath of god sitting in the room before scared him for her safety.
He heard his respose clear as day, and it made him sigh with relief. Ezio had worried that the great wrath of god which he had heard through the walls scared him that he would do something to her if she had said the wrong thing. But the way he spoke, the way he did troubled him a bit. How quickly he went from great wrath to great peace confused him, and the way he spoke, he spoke of love and tenderness.
"How could he love her so quickly? It has been a day, how can anyone love like that so quickly? Well I know how people could love that quickly, they have to be idiots, fools for love, blind to true beauty as opposed to real beauty. But Jon... he speaks like he loved her for years, like she's the one he wants always. And I? I see her as someone better, someone who hasn't judged me yet... We both.. we both look to her as an escape from the lives we used to have... But are we in love with Kara for the right reasons? Are we doing what is right for her? Or are we.... desperate men.. looking for a way out of our own fates? Is she nothing more than a means to an end?"
Ezio thought to himself as he looked about his room he wondered why he was overthinking things after knowing her for one day. Though something else ran through his mind as he listened to them talk. They were talking about something that happened before. What did they do? When did they have the time to have this deep moment that they've shared? Was it when they both left when she got offended by him? Could that have been it? And what's he's going to say now that he knows what I did with her?He sat there now under his window waiting for what will happen next, her question seemed open ended as he wondered what Jon will say, a no doubt say yes he wants to date her.
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Posted: Sat Dec 12, 2009 9:17 pm
Jonathon Michael Rose
'Live Fast+Die Young+Leave A Beautiful Corpse' The smoke looped and twireld in the air in front of ihs face, Jons cigarette burmning slowly as he held it between his lips. Kara had held him tightly and he had almost pushed her away in an effort to stop himself becoming to attatched to a dream that would never be realised. A resolution formed in Jons head, if Ezio was what Kara wanted, and if Jon wanted Kara to be happy, then it seemed that Jon would have to do his best to ease the tension between himself and Ezio. The breeze blew gently around his legs, the shorts he had worn let the wind caress his toned flesh and he sighed slightly as he inhaled deeply on the cigarette. Jon considered his feelings for Kara, the previous encounter they had shared whizzing through his head. He knew that he couldn't possibly feel true love for Kara yet, but he did know that he felt for her, the dull roar of pain in his heart that he had felt when he had found out that she had been with Ezio was too strong a feeling to be passed of as mere infatuation but he realised that there had to be something there. Was His anger at her affiliation with Ezio unjust? Was he wrong to be upset at how she had acted with him at the beach then at the dress store with Ezio? Jon was glad that he hadnt stayed with her on the way back from the beach and that he had an opportunity to consider his true feelings for Kara. The thoughts whizzed around his head, confusing him further , when Kara wrapped her arms around his neck, her head next to his. She explained how she was confused, that she didn't want him or Ezio in particular and Jon was heartened by this. She confessed that she too felt for him, the time at the beach had been as heartfelt for her as it had for him. She kissed him, the softness of her lips gently blessing his cheek with thier touch. Asking if he wanted to go on the date still, Kara rested her head on her arm her cheek almost resting on his. "Of course I still want to, I was over reacting before. I'm truly sorry about the display you were forced to endure just a minute ago. I'd better apolagize to the rooms next door aswell..."Jon finished the cigarette, stubbing it out in the ashtray he had and he hugged Kara again, not wanting to let go until she did. The hug ended, and he looked down slightly at her face, the big beautiful eyes that betrayed so so much of her inner emotions looked back up at him and he sighed, forever ashamed at his none-witheld display of anger. Thier embrace ended and Jon smiled at her, pointing to the bed, "Feel free to take a seat,I'll be back in just a second."Walking out of his room, he went next door to apolagize to Ezio for the noise, Jon remebered seeing him walk into his romm once or twice...
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Posted: Sat Dec 12, 2009 9:46 pm
Ezio Giordano de Roma
Ezio listened to the silence as he decided to change out of his clothes. He was some random things put together and decided to fix his clothes into something that match, blue demin jeans, tight blue muscle shirt with a blue stripped overshirt, it matched his eyes and he heard them speak. He cursed mentally that they were still going to date, and held back the cough he wanted to do so they didn't know he was by the window.
He heard Jon leaving his room and he wondered if he should check on Kara but then he heard a knock on his door. (I'm assuming that since you wanted to speak to him) "Come in! Its open." He called to whoever was at his door, in fact it was still open a crack as he acted like he just opened his window and sat down on the window sill.
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Posted: Sat Dec 12, 2009 11:41 pm
☆ . K a r a . L y n . O ' R e i l l e y . ☆ ☀ t h e . h e i r . t o . e m i ☀ ↘ ¤ ↘ ¤ ↘ ¤ ↘ ¤ ↘"These violent delights have violent ends
and in their triumph die, like fire and powder,
Which, as they kiss, consume." ♥ • m u s i c » Cannonball by Damien Rice[ j u s t . p r e s s . p l a y . ▶ ] • o o c » okay, i'm so sorry that this is long.
i chopped half of it so it wouldn't be novel length kekeke
sooo, forgive me, pwease!
also, around what time is it in this role play?
i remember Seara moving it forward a little more
and so I figure it's around like...
3 or 4 in the afternoon? As he spoke, she closed her eye, listening to his voice. Before he disappeared to apologize to people, she rose and followed him out the door, explaining that she wanted to go back to her room so that she could get ready. It was already mid-afternoon, and she figured she'd have time to shower, do her hair and make-up, get dressed and get things together. Ultimately, though, she wanted time to think to herself about her actions and the consequences. Moving down the stairs to her room, she entered and closed the door behind her, stripping off her leather bike suit, pulling on a tank top and pajama pants before collapsing onto her bed, curling up in the sheets, her eyes focused on the graying sky outside.
Kara wouldn't admit that she had a bit of a social problem. Growing up, she experienced her fair share of friends who only used her for her money and her father and the connections she had in the music industry. And never had she met one person that didn't try to use her for that. It was all she was worth. Her worth as a person was defined by her father's worth. And she hated that. And so, at a young age, she learned how to box people out and break bridges, never forming any relationships with anyone. Until Tristan when she was in tenth grade. This high school boy was handsome and a gentleman, and when he began to get close to Kara, although she pushed, she ended up giving in. After a couple months, she felt she was falling for him even more. After half a year, it started to become clear as to what he wanted.
No, it wasn't sex. It was her father. He wanted a record label, he wanted to get big, fame and fortune, that's what was important. And so, Kara told him she couldn't, not ever, and he broke up with her. And she was left, broken and damaged. She closed herself off, sticking to early morning surf sessions alone, focusing on playing piano, guitar, and violin... Indulging in singing lessons... Hiding behind a camera lense, refusing to be in the spotlight any more. She wanted nothing to do with her father, her connections... She stayed inward, shy, quiet, and mostly... Alone. Until she came here. Until she met people who were rich like her... Who she knew wouldn't use her for her money and connections... Because, why would they need to? They were in the same boat as she... Their parents had money, had connections. They were handed everything to them as she was being handed things... They didn't need her for anything else.
So what was so interesting? Why did she feel like she had to push people away, again? Why was she getting scared, wanting to run? She turned over in her bed and sighed before heading to the shower. Turning th water, on, she let the warm drops cascade over her tanned body, relinquishing the soothing feel of it against her skin. Would she learn to open up? Or would she continue to push away? For now, it seemed that she was beginning to push away. That, although she had found Andrew, she moved to Jon, and once she had Jon hooked, she reeled in Ezio. Now that she had Ezio, would she continue? Don't pass go, don't collect one hundred, right? Would she pass if she continued along the destructive path she was on? Or would she turn to fix the damage it seemed she was already making?
As she turned the shower off, she stood there, feeling the water dripping from her body, the steam collecting around her. She reached out and grabbed a towel, drying off before wrapping it around her body and exiting the bathroom, moving to her bags, where she fished out her underwear and put it on, moving the towel to wrap around her head. Glancing to the window, she noticed the swirling rain clouds, and she prayed they wouldn't fall... She hoped for no thunder or lightning. She glanced at the door, noticing she had left it unlocked, but closed. Figuring people would be nice enough to knock before entering, she left it that way, though she walked around her room in her under garments.
Moving to her window, she took in the damp air and closed her eyes, takign a deep breath, smelling rain on the air. Returning to her desk, she pulled out her hair dryer and and began to dry it, feeling the heat on her bare skin. As she did so, she looked at herself in the mirror, as if judging herself. Her figure was slim and toned because of swimming and surfing, because of running and horseback riding... All the things she did. Her face was young, but had a pretty innocence to it. Her eyes were large and chocolate colored... Something she had always believed to be dull, but they were hers. She realized she didn't like showing them... They revealed too much of the emotion inside her. She turned her eyes away from her reflection as she tilted her head forward to dry the underside of it. . . . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . . .
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Posted: Sun Dec 13, 2009 1:50 am
Nathaniel Nathan watched as this beautiful girl walked from his room, if only it was closer to 9:30, if only.
Then Nathan was left with one petty dilemma, What am I going to wear? He looked into his clothes and tapped his thoughts around, finally deciding on a Grey Tux with Purple Pinstripes. He thought it was a clever suit, He laid it out prepping it for tonight. Tonight would be great, such a pretty girl and she would be close to him, for one night.
For now, He decided he would grab lunch. Maybe he should invite one of the guys. Maybe if I can find Ezio... He decided to See if he was in his room and see if he wouldn't mind joining him, This could perhaps give them an alliance of sorts. He would see.
Nathan knocked onto Ezio's door, Knock Knock knock... Hopefully Ezio was there.
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Posted: Sun Dec 13, 2009 2:08 am
Jonathon Michael Rose
'Live Fast+Die Young+Leave A Beautiful Corpse' Jon entered the room and saw Ezio stood by the window. Jon realized that h emay have been listening in on his and Karas conversation. His eyes narrowed slightly but he dismissed it, he was here to apolagize. "Hey Ezio, I'm sorry if you heard any of what was going on in my room, I was out of order. The pig-headedness that I displayed earlier was out of order aswell. Im sorry that I was being childish and I've realised that we should be getting on, seeing as we've got to spend a whole year with one another. Is there anyway that you can forgive my stupidity and maybe we can be friends, instead of rivals? Kara is an amazing girl but I'd rather have you as a friend than an enemy. Who ever she likes best can only be determined by her own mind. Pals?" Jon walked slightly closer to Ezio, the mans blue outift was very flattering and Jon suddenly remembered that he had seen the guy advertising mens clothing in some magazines and websites that he frequented. 'Its clear why she likes the guy, I mean who wouldn't? Offering his hand to Ezio, Jon swallowed his pride, now ready to admit defeat to the man who seemed to bring out all that was good in Kara, her fun, cheeky side, whereas all Jon seemed to do was bring her pain and upset. The room was nice, almost reminiscent of his own room and Ezio was, well, beautiful. As much as a straight guy can like another guy without straight up fancying him, Jon liked Ezio and hoped that they could be friends. He was a crafty devil, the anti-christ of Jons innerself. The guy was everything Jon wanted to be; good looking, confident, intelligent, popular... Maybe this was why Jon had instantly found himself fighting against the guy, intimidated that Ezios natural self seemed to be everything Jon wished he was.
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Posted: Sun Dec 13, 2009 7:31 am
..::Meredith Kirkland::..
" All the world 's a stage, and all the men and women merely players. "She was pretty sure that the arguing had ceased whens he decided that she need to pull her thoughts away from mermaids, the ocean, and more towards her mansion mates. She had a wicket idea and would work on that tomorrow as she moved up the stairs. With each step her mind raced more, trying to figure out if she was intruding on World War 3 or the after effects. She didnt like it when her friends fought, but were they all friends yet ? She wasn't sure but she already knew she saw Ezio as a good friend, Kara seemed like the first girl to come out and be conversationally nice about something besides music. And well we'd cut Nathaniel out no matter what, but Alexander was nice as well. She thought they were nice enough people they deserved her attention to try and work at a real friendship, not the half assed connection seeking few from her past. Peaking her head around the corner she saw Nathaniel, and Jon both go at Ezio's room and Jon enter. Looking up she noticed her room was pretty close to right above the boys. Their music better be good if they played it loudly. She moved on to the next staircase and to the third floor where she, and she listened to the hair dryer, hoped Kara lived. Stashing her stuff in her room she kept on her lazy Saturday wear but ran a brush through her hair. She smiled at the image that had confused so many that she wasnt a University student, just a lazy young woman who thought inspiration was plugged up if you weren't comfortable. After that bit of staling she moved on to the door next to hers, which she hoped was Karas. Meredith gulped but finally gave a short little knock.    
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Posted: Sun Dec 13, 2009 9:16 am
Ezio Giordano de Roma
Ezio was more or else expecting a fight then anything else and his burying of the hatchet surprised him. Though he had to be a little untrusting being in front of an open window. "For the record, all I heard was what sounded like you trying to destroy your room and some yelling, I couldn't hear what though so I don't know what was happening in there. And I'm sorry if I come off as an a**, a lot of people take my swagger and tone as pretentious and self-serving." He told Jon as he kept listening to him.
"Yeah I know, we need to keep some peace. And yeah, I can forgive you man. We're both looking for love, its just our problems collide when we've looked to Kara. I don't know if Kara's the one, hell its been only a day. I like something about her personality, and I'll keep persuing her until I find something strong enough to discount her as someone I can love." He told him and stretched a bit. "Yeah, she can decide on her own, and we can be pals. But I wanted to set the record straight, I ran into her in town today, I finally got my car in took a drive, we ran into each other, and she asked me if I'd help her with dresses for your date. And trust me she'll look great. Also, I suppose it will go without saying, we'll both persue our interest in her, but no attacks on the other, no sabotage, no sudden reasons to get the other one of their date with the other." He smirked a bit and laughed. "Yeah, we're friends. I'd rather have a friend than an enemy." Ezio told him as he reached out and shook the boy's hand.
As Jon would look around the room he'd probably notice Ezio had an Alienware similar to the one Jon destroyed down by the pool. "Well Jon, you want to get to lunch downstairs I almost skipped it getting dresses for your date." He laughed and poked fun at him trying to let him into his sense of wit and humor with an offer of friendship and heard a knock on his door. "Oh boy, another visitor, if this was a sitcom Kara would be entering, and asking me for a date right in front of you." He spoke with a sacartistic laugh and opened his door. "Oh hey Nathan, I was just about to grab lunch, want to join me?" He asked curiously as he looked at Nathan and then back at Jon.
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Posted: Sun Dec 13, 2009 9:47 am
Jonathon Michael Rose
'Live Fast+Die Young+Leave A Beautiful Corpse' Jon smiled as he shook Ezios hand and did indeed notice that as well as impecable taste in women and cars, Ezio had a spectacular taste in Laptops. Listening to the explanation of Ezio and Karas chance meeting, Jon only felt guiltier about his anger at the two of them, he look admonished, staring at the floor as Ezio spoke. "Agreed, the sabotage and other underhanded tricks are more befitting of children and fools. Seeing as we're all the heirs to multi-million dollar corporations, we should learn to be more adult minded. I believe that there may be a dual purpose to our parents sending us here. Maybe they put us in an environment they knew would force us to truly consider the implications of our actions for the first time. We have to learn some day, and considering what we're looking for in a life partner is a true test of our characters and our reasomning capabilities. Used in different circumstances, those skills would be invaluable in the business world." Jon watched for Ezios reaction to this, there was another knock at the door and another young man was greeted by Ezio. Jon had yet to meet this character and so he waited until it was appropriate to introduce himself. Jons pig-headedness had already shown through today and he was determined to show the rest of the house that he could be a sensible human being. "I already ate, when you and Kara were dress shopping, but I would like your opinion on a car paint scheme i have designed. Fancy taking a look for me?"<<~~**OOC: Ima post the car design up in my next post, see what you guys think XD.**~~>>
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Posted: Sun Dec 13, 2009 10:08 am
Ezio Giordano de Roma
Ezio nodded to Jon's statements. "I agree with you completely Jon, we are not just to find a suitable mate but to find ourselves striving to be better people, because here where only a small number of people are allowed to interact with. These people become our lives, our chances, if we burn these bridges we won't have allies to help us when we need help, or sutiable mates when we want love." He replied to Jon before returning his attention to Nathan and then Jon.
"Oh I'm sorry where are my manners Jon this is Nathan, Nathan this Jon, we share a wall together." He noted as he hearn Jon's question. "Absolutely friend, I'd love to take a look at it with you." He noted offering himself to further bury the hatchet between them.
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