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Post by Sebastian Crowley & Felicia on Mar 10, 2013 23:52:31 GMT -5
She stood up and walked towards the shower, unbuttoning her top.
"Don't look too distraught. There's always the morning."
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Post by Ian Lance on Mar 10, 2013 23:52:57 GMT -5
"You want me to come back, or stay?"
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Post by Sebastian Crowley & Felicia on Mar 11, 2013 14:14:09 GMT -5
"Whatever you want."
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Post by Ian Lance on Mar 11, 2013 15:12:39 GMT -5
"It's your house."
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Post by Sebastian Crowley & Felicia on Mar 12, 2013 13:03:01 GMT -5
"The Foundation pays for it, not me."
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Post by Ian Lance on Mar 12, 2013 16:16:41 GMT -5
"Still yours."
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Post by Sebastian Crowley & Felicia on Mar 13, 2013 15:46:21 GMT -5
She shrugs, "Look you can stay if you want. I don't care."
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Post by Ian Lance on Mar 14, 2013 17:17:12 GMT -5
"Well, maybe I will then."
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Post by Sebastian Crowley & Felicia on Mar 14, 2013 18:37:36 GMT -5
She dropped her shirt and laughed, "Just try not to peak."
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Post by Ian Lance on Mar 14, 2013 18:38:33 GMT -5
"Really? I think it's a bit late for that."
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Post by Sebastian Crowley & Felicia on Mar 14, 2013 18:39:28 GMT -5
"Help yourself to the expired milk," was all she said before closing the bathroom door behind her.
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Post by Ian Lance on Mar 14, 2013 18:40:18 GMT -5
"I'd rather not."
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Post by Sebastian Crowley & Felicia on Mar 14, 2013 18:41:37 GMT -5
Felicia removed the rest of her clothes and stepped into the shower.
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Post by Ian Lance on Mar 14, 2013 18:42:53 GMT -5
He waited around outside for now.
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Post by Sebastian Crowley & Felicia on Mar 14, 2013 18:47:22 GMT -5
The water droplets flowed down her back as she hummed a song the Amazon who raised her taught her when she was little.
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