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Post by thejewelthief on Oct 1, 2017 22:31:43 GMT -5
"So, which way to subway?" Leighton raised his eyebrow and pointed to his left questioningly
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Post by thejewelthief on Oct 2, 2017 9:35:37 GMT -5
"Let's get going then! How about we all agree to meet at the hotel in an hour to two hours?" He started walking backwards in the direction Aurora pointed, his backpack slung over one shoulder
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Post by Rainstar on Oct 2, 2017 15:36:14 GMT -5
"Sure. That seems good." Jon nodded.
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Post by Winona on Oct 2, 2017 16:40:14 GMT -5
"Alright," Kat agreed.
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Post by Rainstar on Oct 2, 2017 17:00:42 GMT -5
Jonathan followed Aurora, hands in his black jacket.
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Post by The Green Writer on Oct 3, 2017 10:05:13 GMT -5
Dean followed Owl over to the bar, rather deep in his thoughts
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Post by thejewelthief on Oct 3, 2017 13:33:26 GMT -5
Leighton turned around and walked forward, watching his feet instead of in front of him.
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ruuruu
Mina's the name, lesbianism is the game.
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Post by ruuruu on Oct 3, 2017 23:14:59 GMT -5
Once he was a far enough distance from the others he sat down and opened his bag, trifling through his things.
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Post by The Green Writer on Oct 4, 2017 12:40:12 GMT -5
Dean took a whiff of the air, alcohol, sweat, and something else he couldn't define. Now this was a pub. He grinned, and headed straight for the bar, waiting for Owl to catch up. His stomach growled at him. Dean needed to eat something before he had a drink, that he knew for certain.
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Post by The Green Writer on Oct 4, 2017 14:17:16 GMT -5
"So, as an American, what would you recommend?" Dean inquired his female friend
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Post by The Green Writer on Oct 4, 2017 14:52:13 GMT -5
"Really?" Dean raised an eyebrow, "That sounds intriguing."
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Post by The Green Writer on Oct 4, 2017 23:27:57 GMT -5
Dean motioned to the bartender and placed an order for fried pickles and ranch as well as a beer.
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Post by The Green Writer on Oct 5, 2017 15:47:17 GMT -5
"'Cause I want to." Dean shrugged, thanking the bartender who brought him his beer first. Taking a sip of it, he turned to Owl, "Why are you on a roadtrip?"
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Post by The Green Writer on Oct 5, 2017 19:17:04 GMT -5
Dean grinned at her, "That's a pretty dangerous thing, lass."
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Post by The Green Writer on Oct 6, 2017 16:28:08 GMT -5
Dean nodded in appreciation. After he took a sip of his beer, the Scotsman sighed. "Nothing like a beer." Taking another swig, he motioned to Owl, "Wanna try some?"
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