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 Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 10:18 am
*Continues to look it over before carefully yanking his his jeans back up.*
I'm serious. I like the way you ink, man.
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 10:21 am
*Continues to smirk at him* You have less than fifteen minutes to get to your audition. Better get a move on.
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 10:22 am
s**t. Yeah. Thanks, man. *Hugs him briefly before giving a hastened wave to Mynx, running out of the shop, only barely managing to grab his jacket as he flees.*
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 10:24 am
*Smirk falters after London flies out*
He... what is his deal?
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 10:27 am
*Rolls her eyes and finishes up the paperwork before slipping the forms into their little slots about the desk*
He's a big idiot.. Nice guy, but he lets his d**k make the decisions.
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 10:28 am
*Glances at her* How do you know that, Myn? *Bumps his hip against hers as she moves past him*
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 10:31 am
Slept with him before. *Shrugs and begins to unfold the wadded bills London left, cracking open the register to put them in.*
Takes meds for it, s'got a loony condition. He's not the type of cocksucker to lie about it either.
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 10:32 am
...You let me tell a bonafide nymphomaniac to take his pants down in my face?
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 10:33 am
Yeah, because I wanted to see him a** hump your face. rolleyes
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 10:35 am
Well you could have said something! *Snappish; goes back to picking things up around the shop, cleaning* He's going to come back here and..
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 10:36 am
And what?
*Shoves the register closed before taking out one of her large binders, making a note of their current till.*
Don't be a dumbass, Red. He's not going to rape you. You haven't got tits anyway.
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 10:39 am
I didn't say that. *Looks mortified, glancing up at her sharply* I wasn't saying that, I just meant he.. and his butt.. *Snaps out of it and waves his hands* This afternoon has been one ******** after the other. First that teenybopper wanting Oliver Wood's signature tattooed on her forehead, then that big hairy guy wanting "lovecheeks" and hearts on his butt.. *Tsks*
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 10:40 am
You need to relax. It's barely the ********' weekend, Red. Go put the Misfits on and I'll order carry in. We'll close up for an hour.
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 10:50 am
*Throws his hands up but goes to do as he's told*
No more smelly men today, I swear to God.
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 10:53 am
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