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Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2014 12:35 pm
chiickadee Text to C. Craft:I'm awake because I'm awake. Quote: Text to C. Craft:Did I say that? I meant I'm the highest of the lowest obviously. But I shouldn't be surprised, you did say you'd ******** a dwarf. Quote: Text to C. Craft:Could you even find his d**k under all that mass?
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Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2014 12:40 pm
medigel Text to Beanstalk: y r u interested in his d**k? Quote: Text to Beanstalk: o s**t Quote: Text to Beanstalk: is this ur way of coming out i am so fkin honord omg
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Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2014 1:09 pm
chiickadee Text to C. Craft:I was wondering when the gay joke was going to happen, seems like a requisite at this point. So are we texting because you want to vent or bored or what?
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Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2014 1:16 pm
medigel Text to Beanstalk: i didnt no i needed a reasou Quote: Text to Beanstalk: u texted me first remembr Quote: Text to Beanstalk: mayb a lil 2 vent idk Quote: Text to Beanstalk: btw haloween candy an eutire month after the holibay- vry romantic
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Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2014 1:30 pm
chiickadee Text to C. Craft:I have a respectable hoard. But if that's how you're going to thank me for free candy I'll just keep it to myself next time. Quote: Text to C. Craft:So how'd you ******** up today? Besides trying chubby chasing.
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Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2014 1:56 pm
xmedigel Text to Beanstalk: o nothing im just officially undateable 4evr There was a short pause in between her sarcastic text and her explanation text.Quote: Text to Beanstalk: hes 2 nice 4 soweone like me Quote: Text to Beanstalk: he sed he didnt want 2 ******** bcuz he didnt want 2 disresqect me. wtf bo i say 2 that Quote: Text to Beanstalk: its all wrong Quote: Text to Beanstalk: idk at all
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Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2014 2:11 pm
chiickadee Text to C. Craft:Lucky for you, most fatasses aren't self aware enough to know that it's debasing for other people to have sex with them. Consider this a bullet dodged. Quote: Text to C. Craft:Ditching me for something like that though? Wow.
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Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2014 2:20 pm
medigel Text to Beanstalk: has any1 evr told u u desrve 2 b punched??? like ... rite in the face Quote: Text to Beanstalk: ya cuz ur real heartbrokeu im sure Quote: Text to Beanstalk: xcuz me 4 enjoying some1 giving a s**t Quote: Text to Beanstalk: i d evn kno why im talkin 2 u about this
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Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2014 2:33 pm
chiickadee Text to C. Craft:And damage my handsome face? Rude. Quote: Text to C. Craft:I have a working theory: you keep coming back to me with s**t because you know it'll annoy me one way or another and that somehow gets you off. Quote: Text to C. Craft:But we also agreed we could talk to each other about anything, and like it or not I bet you don't have that with anyone else. I give you my honest opinion; you already know what that's going to entail. [ deleted ] Quote: Text to C. Craft:Friends don't let friends ******** fatties.
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Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2014 2:53 pm
xmedigel Text to Beanstalk: u evrything i do isnt about u Quote: Text to Beanstalk: i actually just manted 2 go on a date Quote: Text to Beanstalk: what part of whore doesnt wake seuse Quote: Text to Beanstalk: ill ******** whoevr i want btw
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Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2014 3:14 pm
chiickadee Text to C. Craft:Did you go on a date or did you go babysit? Because he looked like a ******** wuss.
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Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2014 3:18 pm
medigel Text to Beanstalk: dude stop Quote: Text to Beanstalk: he was nicer than all hell Quote: Text to Beanstalk: he evn knew my favorite food and thats more than u've evr acomplished so ******** u But the resounding fact of the matter (which she was solidifying through these texts) is that if Jack and Dawson's positions had been switched right now, she sure as hell wouldn't be out in the hallway texting Dawson.
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Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2014 3:31 pm
chiickadee Text to C. Craft:But you did ******** me. You rode my d**k and enjoyed it, that counts for a lot more than food does. A pause. Quote: Text to C. Craft:You're doing better overall, so you do what you want Chel. But let's avoid adding ******** to your list of mistakes.
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Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2014 4:08 pm
Absoutely infuriating.Quote: Text to Beanstalk: ur s**t @ making me feel bettr Quote: Text to Beanstalk: im going 2 bed She didn't turn off her phone (how could she? How could she cut herself off from Jack?) but she did stomp back into her room like she said. Jack was probably laughing at his hilariousness and she was just fine keeping it that way.
It was harder to set the phone on the bed and attempt to crawl back with Dawson like nothing had upset her. At the very least if she started crying she could blame it on nightmares.
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Chel had duty relatively early the next day, and for the first time in a very long time, she skipped. A combination of her thoughts and her bracelet had kept her up for most of the night, and it resulted in her sleeping in somewhat.
It wasn't until her bracelet went off around 9 (yes, that was late for her now) that she looked around, slackjawed and confused. medigel timeskip bcuz chel grumps
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Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2014 4:33 pm
chiickadee Text to C. Craft:All part of my charm no doubt. Dawson barely seemed to have moved since Chel left. His arms were still extended, his snoring occasional and soft, his body warm and cozied up in the blankets. He looked more peaceable than most because he had yet to take on the burdens of multiple missions, he didn't have cause to avoid sleep just yet. Longer still, about a half an hour later: Quote: Text to C. Craft:Have a good night either way. --- Dawson was still asleep when she woke up; somehow he had managed to not get awakened by the bracelet then or at any other part in the night. Typically he would have been up earlier, but the hard schedule he had been put to lately, coupled with his nerves from yesterday, tuckered him out. Chel was caught in a sleepy, loose grasp, his mouth slightly open and against her hair but thankfully not drooling.
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