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 Posted: Mon Jun 10, 2013 5:36 pm
"And how does a little spit ball like you make money? You're a student, we're almost equal when it comes to something like this."
She stood there arms crossed, Sammy looking down on TG in almost every way possible. "You're a sad little boil TG."
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Posted: Mon Jun 10, 2013 6:25 pm
TG crossed his arms to mock her, glaring. "I ask for a loan. Then I use that loan and take into account the interest that accumulates and use my money in ways that would guarantee a profit after all deductions and payments are made. It's basic business." He said easily. "My parents are bankers." He followed up, as if this should just explain itself.
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