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Post by ~Amber~ on Aug 4, 2012 19:50:40 GMT -5
(I'm thinking the honda....I perfer to have power windows and it does have them plus it's cleaner)
she watched him
"I wont ever be able to go home will I?"
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Post by BeautifulDreamer on Aug 4, 2012 19:56:20 GMT -5
he shurgged
(mmhm me too...the only thing about mine is that it has some glitches in them lol i cant roll down the back window with the front thing and my paserger side window wont roll down unless i use the thing on the drivers side lol )
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Post by ~Amber~ on Aug 4, 2012 19:57:50 GMT -5
she sat back with a sigh
"Its terrible to say but out of your fathers two choices for me is I'd rather be your love slave then a slave that others can beat senselessly."
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Post by BeautifulDreamer on Aug 4, 2012 19:59:20 GMT -5
he rolled his eyes
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Post by ~Amber~ on Aug 4, 2012 20:01:22 GMT -5
she moved to look at him
"you do decide my Fate Triste. and I'll just take what comes to me."
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Post by BeautifulDreamer on Aug 4, 2012 20:06:32 GMT -5
"i do not my father does... no mater what my fathers words are final
(lmfao!! there was this part in that drama i was telling you about where she was stairing at the painting she painted of the guy affter he ran away and went.....are you farting at me? lmao! and then she farted)
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Post by ~Amber~ on Aug 4, 2012 20:08:45 GMT -5
she groaned
"well I think I figured out what he wasn't you to do with me." she said going for her regular clothes, but the only thing in the room was lacy stuff in her bag
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Post by BeautifulDreamer on Aug 4, 2012 20:13:14 GMT -5
"what?"
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Post by ~Amber~ on Aug 4, 2012 20:19:04 GMT -5
she pulled some lacy red thing from the bag
"he doesn't want you to make me a servant in the castle that's for sure, more like he wants me to stay in this room." she said dropping it back into the bag "I have nothing but these things to wear."
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Post by BeautifulDreamer on Aug 4, 2012 20:22:56 GMT -5
"fine youll stay in the room but that dosent' mean that anythings going to happen."
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Post by ~Amber~ on Aug 4, 2012 20:25:19 GMT -5
she looked over at him
"fine with me." she said sitting on the bed looking thought that bag and she nicked her hand on a pin in one of the garments and she pulled her hand out
"damn that hurt, oh bleeding woohoo so fun." she had a scrape across her wrist
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Post by BeautifulDreamer on Aug 4, 2012 20:26:46 GMT -5
he sighed and threw a towle or washcloth at her
"cover it up."
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Post by ~Amber~ on Aug 4, 2012 20:27:33 GMT -5
she obeyed and put the towel over it but he could probably still smell the bit that was on the pin in the bag
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Post by BeautifulDreamer on Aug 4, 2012 20:30:19 GMT -5
he just sat still stareing out the window
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Post by ~Amber~ on Aug 4, 2012 20:31:57 GMT -5
it wafted like a cloud over him and it just called him over to her as she cleaned up her scratch not paying attention to him.
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