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Post by trevor underwood on Feb 4, 2013 19:47:13 GMT -5
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Post by charlotte victore on Feb 4, 2013 20:16:51 GMT -5
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The girl recognized that Lamborghini anywhere. She made her way over to the vehicle, her sneakers quiet on the pavement. You wouldn't catch her dead in heels. Not unless this were a date. And it wasn't. Charlotte's knuckles rapped at the passenger's window, her head ducking down to peer through at the man inside. That was her man. It wasn't some stranger with a matching car. She flashed him a bright, white smile, doubting he could even see through those black shades of his. Fingers curled around the handle and she tugged the door open, sliding into the passenger's seat. "What's cooking, good looking? A little early, aren't ya?" [/style] |
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Post by trevor underwood on Feb 4, 2013 20:24:53 GMT -5
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Post by charlotte victore on Feb 4, 2013 20:39:03 GMT -5
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"Just needed to get out of that hell hole. They can only cram so much useless knowledge into my head before I start forgetting the stuff that's useful," Charlotte shook her head, a grimace on her face as she crossed her arms around her middle, making her chest seem even bigger- because it apparently wasn't big enough. "Thought you'd like to be my hero. Whadya say, Trevvy? Wanna save a damsel from her tower?" [/style] |
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Post by trevor underwood on Feb 4, 2013 20:46:16 GMT -5
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Post by charlotte victore on Feb 4, 2013 21:05:15 GMT -5
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Post by trevor underwood on Feb 4, 2013 21:21:23 GMT -5
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Post by charlotte victore on Feb 4, 2013 22:05:05 GMT -5
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Post by trevor underwood on Feb 4, 2013 22:11:20 GMT -5
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Post by charlotte victore on Feb 4, 2013 22:27:51 GMT -5
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Post by trevor underwood on Feb 4, 2013 22:49:49 GMT -5
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Post by charlotte victore on Feb 4, 2013 23:02:27 GMT -5
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Post by trevor underwood on Feb 4, 2013 23:13:12 GMT -5
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Post by charlotte victore on Feb 5, 2013 0:05:13 GMT -5
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Post by trevor underwood on Feb 5, 2013 0:50:14 GMT -5
She was such a brat. He smiled at her and obeyed. The man pulled away and got out the car, letting it close with a slam and clicking it shr from the keys. He left the shades, he k ew they were douchy. Catching up to the girl, he opened the door And motioned her inside before following behind and dari g to let his hand run across her lower back. Whispering 'is booth okay?' Before walking towards he hostess.
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