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OUATIM
Nov 13, 2005 12:58:56 GMT
Post by sandsagent on Nov 13, 2005 12:58:56 GMT
I hear him come back in, "spitting the dummy out?" I ask
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OUATIM
Nov 13, 2005 12:59:45 GMT
Post by Hannah on Nov 13, 2005 12:59:45 GMT
"..what?" i ask him and sit down
after a while i make my way downstairs and start to make dinner for myself. juan can cook so he can make his and sands!
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OUATIM
Nov 13, 2005 13:01:56 GMT
Post by sandsagent on Nov 13, 2005 13:01:56 GMT
"in a huff?" I said. kinda to him and her.
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OUATIM
Nov 13, 2005 13:02:49 GMT
Post by Hannah on Nov 13, 2005 13:02:49 GMT
(okay im blonde.. what does that mean?  ) |
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OUATIM
Nov 13, 2005 13:06:04 GMT
Post by sandsagent on Nov 13, 2005 13:06:04 GMT
*I mean is she mad with Sands*
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OUATIM
Nov 13, 2005 13:06:53 GMT
Post by Hannah on Nov 13, 2005 13:06:53 GMT
(ah okay thnx! ;D) i ignore him  "stop b.tching around!" |
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OUATIM
Nov 13, 2005 13:10:45 GMT
Post by sandsagent on Nov 13, 2005 13:10:45 GMT
"touchy touchy" I mutter.
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OUATIM
Nov 13, 2005 13:11:17 GMT
Post by Hannah on Nov 13, 2005 13:11:17 GMT
"shut shut it okay?" i mumble and sit down on a chair when i start to have dinner
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OUATIM
Nov 13, 2005 13:15:16 GMT
Post by sandsagent on Nov 13, 2005 13:15:16 GMT
"what's your problem?" I snap.
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OUATIM
Nov 13, 2005 13:16:55 GMT
Post by Hannah on Nov 13, 2005 13:16:55 GMT
"you! are my problem!" i tell him and grab my knife
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