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Post by K-aos on May 7, 2008 22:28:27 GMT -5
"well yeah, when and wair?"
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Post by Milk on May 7, 2008 22:29:44 GMT -5
"I always get out late from my therapy...I usually go everyday...So, same time and place whenever you wanna meet me."
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Post by K-aos on May 7, 2008 22:34:40 GMT -5
"fair enough, see ya' then"
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Post by Milk on May 7, 2008 22:38:38 GMT -5
Alexis waved and left. She returned to her foster home and sighed when she saw it. She hated this place. It wasn't as bad as her other homes, but it wasn't much either. She walked in and picked up the beer cans, bottles, and any other toxic substances and tossed them. Thise was followed by other chores and cleaning the house. THe two foster parents were unconcious from booze-consumption, so they didnt' wake. Alexis told the other four or five kids to shut up and go to bed, then crashed in her own bed herself. She got herself to sleep by thinking of the very attractive and kind man she ahd met that night.
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Post by K-aos on May 7, 2008 22:51:38 GMT -5
Deric, prowled the night looked for any attractive unsuspecting wemen. He found one mit she was to young for his taist.. he always said "even when i was 14 i wouldn't fuck any one under 17"
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Post by Milk on May 7, 2008 23:06:26 GMT -5
Alexis sighed as her day progressed the next day. Finally, she was in therapy and telling vague things to the annoying lady that just said the same thing over, and over, and over again. Her old pshyciatrist was way better than this old blonde lady. She was released. Alexis walked out, pulling a pack of smokes out of her pocket then looking for a lighter. Damn you Zack. You've made me start too...Bastard.
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Post by K-aos on May 7, 2008 23:17:01 GMT -5
"that's not a heathy habit" Deric said walking up to her, his hands suved in his pokets, he strideds were long caring his body with out noise he was wering dark camo cargo pants and a stin tight black t-shirt with a red, orange, and yello dragon streached acrossed it.
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Post by Milk on May 7, 2008 23:18:52 GMT -5
Alexis rolled her eyes. "Ya, yeah, I know...I don't have my lighter." she mumbled and stuffed the cigarettes back into her pocket. "My older brother, Zack, he's a smoker. Before the shit happened, he smoked a lot...I don't know where he is anymore, so I really miss him...I guess I sort of picked up the habit from him..." She shrugged. "Pardon the ramble, Deric."
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Post by K-aos on May 7, 2008 23:23:02 GMT -5
He srugged "it's cool, you know the gall they have here is an old nag... rite?"
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Post by Milk on May 7, 2008 23:24:14 GMT -5
"Who?" she asked, confused.
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Post by K-aos on May 7, 2008 23:27:46 GMT -5
"the night thripist persion"
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Post by Milk on May 7, 2008 23:34:31 GMT -5
"Oh? Yeah, she is...She doesn't help me much...The other lady they ahd was cool. But she was embezling money, or something."
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Post by K-aos on May 7, 2008 23:45:02 GMT -5
"their are some others around"
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Post by Milk on May 7, 2008 23:46:54 GMT -5
"I'm too lazy to change and she's cheap. I'm saving up to find my brother."
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Post by K-aos on May 8, 2008 0:18:33 GMT -5
"so were to?"
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