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Post by Hannah on Jan 12, 2008 21:17:09 GMT
I look curiously at Jack while I took my seat again
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Post by Jacky on Jan 12, 2008 21:17:47 GMT
"That guitar you gave me? I'm still carrying that one around." I tell her with a grin.
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Post by Daz on Jan 12, 2008 21:24:36 GMT
"Oh really?" I smirk.. "Maybe that'll get you far. Someone will notice you and be like.. holy crap that guys good and then you'll be a millionaire and owe me lots of money for starting you off on your fabulous career... and eventually I guess you'll take an overdose of heroin and die aged 26, but thats okay, because you died a legend and then they'll make a museum about you here in Glendale and i'll run it and live happily ever after.."  |
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Post by Hannah on Jan 12, 2008 21:26:01 GMT
"Where do I fit into the story?" I smirk "I will get all the money he left behind?"
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Post by Daz on Jan 12, 2008 21:29:27 GMT
"Yea, of course. You can like.. be his agent, once the other one isnt good enough anymore. And take like 90% of everything " |
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Post by Hannah on Jan 12, 2008 21:33:09 GMT
"I want 100%" I tell her, starting to nagociate
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Post by Daz on Jan 12, 2008 21:35:08 GMT
"Sure." I smirk.. "Right Jack?"
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Post by Jacky on Jan 12, 2008 21:43:39 GMT
"Sure, as long as I've got my guitar and my girls." I pet both their heads. |
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Post by Hannah on Jan 12, 2008 21:45:50 GMT
I snicker "You're still gonna have us when you're dead?"
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Post by Daz on Jan 12, 2008 21:45:52 GMT
"Great." I giggle again.. "Come on.. lets go for a walk." I pick up the coffee (which is in a take-away type cup anyway) and pick up my bag.. "It'll be good. It's kinda stuffy in here, anyway."
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