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Post by flamerune on Oct 18, 2017 11:37:25 GMT -5
You wanna hang out tonight? Alex can come if he wants.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 18, 2017 11:40:57 GMT -5
John glanced up and Alex. "Promise not to tell?" he asked.
"I'll try."
Yeah, sure.
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Post by flamerune on Oct 18, 2017 11:42:37 GMT -5
Mark let out a sigh of relief. He was beginning to have anxiety being alone. Alright, where should we meet?”
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 18, 2017 11:46:13 GMT -5
I can head to your place. Definitely not my place.
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Post by flamerune on Oct 18, 2017 11:47:41 GMT -5
Alright, sounds good. Around six?
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 18, 2017 11:52:13 GMT -5
Sure. Cya then. You better not be wearing a dress.
John laughed at his own joke.
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Post by flamerune on Oct 18, 2017 11:53:21 GMT -5
It’ll be fab though. Mark chuckled as well.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 18, 2017 11:56:19 GMT -5
You already trolled me in that way, bro.
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Post by flamerune on Oct 18, 2017 12:11:18 GMT -5
I could be a troll is ya want.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 18, 2017 12:15:17 GMT -5
OHPLSGODNO
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 18, 2017 12:18:34 GMT -5
John relaxed on the windowsill, bored. Alex sat next to his friend.
((AAAAAAAAA I HAVE TO MAKE A POSTER!))
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 18, 2017 13:15:27 GMT -5
((Bump))
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Post by flamerune on Oct 18, 2017 13:17:02 GMT -5
Mark hummed as he tidied up his house, the grabbed his phone, grinning. Oh, I could be a maid too.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 18, 2017 13:28:10 GMT -5
John facepalmed and laughed into his hand.
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Post by flamerune on Oct 18, 2017 13:37:54 GMT -5
Mark chuckled, Alex could be a cat.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 18, 2017 13:38:43 GMT -5
What would I be?
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Post by flamerune on Oct 18, 2017 13:40:11 GMT -5
Hmm, probably a bottle of Sam Adams.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 18, 2017 13:45:35 GMT -5
Two pints? Or three?
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Post by flamerune on Oct 19, 2017 6:48:58 GMT -5
Two.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 19, 2017 9:30:00 GMT -5
Okay. Be there in a couple hours.
"I can see wy you're two pints of Sam Adams, but why am I a cat?" Alex asked.
"Mother Washington named her feral tomcat after him." John winked.
"That's true."
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Post by flamerune on Oct 19, 2017 9:31:15 GMT -5
A few hours later, Mark was waiting, sitting next to Chica and rubbing her tummy.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 19, 2017 9:35:03 GMT -5
The door was kicked open. "AY YE YO YOYOYO WHAT TIME IS IT?" John yelled dabbing as he walked in.
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Post by flamerune on Oct 19, 2017 9:38:44 GMT -5
Mark let out a shriek of surprise, then scowled at his friend, “I hate you.”
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 19, 2017 9:40:08 GMT -5
"No you don't. You just really dislike me right now." John said.
"SHOWTIME!!!" Alex popped up behind John.
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Post by flamerune on Oct 19, 2017 10:18:13 GMT -5
Mark jumped again, his eyes narrowed as he glared at his two friends. “I hate you too, Hamilton.”
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 19, 2017 10:33:10 GMT -5
"Well, we can leave if you want..." John said, a fake-hurt look on his face.
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Post by flamerune on Oct 19, 2017 10:41:29 GMT -5
Mark sighed, “Chica, eat them.” Chica just snorted.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 19, 2017 10:42:58 GMT -5
"NNNNOPE" John ran out the door, dragging Alex with him.
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Post by flamerune on Oct 19, 2017 10:43:31 GMT -5
Mark chuckled softly.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 19, 2017 10:45:36 GMT -5
"But seriously, can we confer, sir?" John asked, popping back in.
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