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Post by Deacon and Catherine Acora on Feb 19, 2013 1:12:05 GMT -5
"Here. Let me give you my cell phone number and you can call me if you want to do something." Cath said, writing her number down on a Post-It note and handing it to Noa.
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Post by Noa Clarke on Feb 19, 2013 1:12:37 GMT -5
"I'll be sure to give it a call," she said as she took it.
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Post by Deacon and Catherine Acora on Feb 19, 2013 1:15:09 GMT -5
"Alright. I'll see you when I see you." Cath said, walking out of the small room.
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Post by Noa Clarke on Feb 19, 2013 1:15:53 GMT -5
"You too," Noa said, going out and heading on her way home.
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Post by Deacon and Catherine Acora on Feb 19, 2013 1:20:09 GMT -5
Catherine headed up to the Dressmaking floor in the elevator. She was kind of excited about the inevitable call.
(Done?)
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