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Post by Jayna Parkinson on Feb 25, 2013 23:43:47 GMT -5
"My parents passed on when I was 7. I was adopted by my grandmother." Jayna said. It wasn't entirely true, but she wasn't feeling truthful.
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Post by Noa Clarke on Feb 25, 2013 23:44:21 GMT -5
She nodded, wondering what Jayna was going to be getting at.
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Post by Jayna Parkinson on Feb 25, 2013 23:55:51 GMT -5
"Once my parents died, I fell off the reservation." Jayna said, leaving it at that.
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Post by Noa Clarke on Feb 25, 2013 23:56:16 GMT -5
"I don't understand," she admitted.
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Post by Jayna Parkinson on Feb 26, 2013 0:00:15 GMT -5
"I got into the illicit practices I'm in today." Jayna said. "I don't feel like telling this. It's too uncomfortable for me."
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Post by Noa Clarke on Feb 26, 2013 0:00:50 GMT -5
"Oh, ok. I understand," she said, "I'm sorry."
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Post by Jayna Parkinson on Feb 26, 2013 0:03:24 GMT -5
"It's not your fault." Jayna said, pretending to wipe tears from her eyes. Might as well go the whole nine yards.
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Post by Noa Clarke on Feb 26, 2013 0:04:13 GMT -5
"I'm sorry that I made you tell me," she said. Well, not made, but whatever.
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Post by Jayna Parkinson on Feb 26, 2013 0:06:37 GMT -5
"It's fine." Jayna said, finishing her second drink and ordering a third.
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Post by Noa Clarke on Feb 26, 2013 0:07:22 GMT -5
"I've got that one," she said, "I'll pay for it."
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Post by Jayna Parkinson on Feb 26, 2013 0:12:28 GMT -5
"Thanks." Jayna said. If she wasn't getting a night's romp, at least she got a free drink. Better than nothing.
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Post by Noa Clarke on Feb 26, 2013 0:13:18 GMT -5
"No problem," Noa replied.
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Post by Jayna Parkinson on Feb 26, 2013 0:19:43 GMT -5
"So, what do you do for a living?" Jayna asked.
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Post by Noa Clarke on Feb 26, 2013 7:42:00 GMT -5
"I'm a fashion designer," she said, "Or, well...trying to be."
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