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Post by Armageddidn't on Jun 24, 2017 16:41:09 GMT -5
"You're not a COMPLETE stranger, mate."
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Post by Armageddidn't on Jun 24, 2017 16:46:05 GMT -5
"Exactly."
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Post by Armageddidn't on Jun 24, 2017 16:48:47 GMT -5
"This one." Tom stopped in front of a big house with a wreath on the front.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Jun 24, 2017 16:51:03 GMT -5
"Yeah. One rule. NO GOING INTO MY ROOM."
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Post by sorry on Jun 24, 2017 16:56:02 GMT -5
(Protective of your room, hm?)
Mel walked into the nearest hotel (motel?) and bought a room. She always stayed here.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Jun 24, 2017 16:58:14 GMT -5
((He's the Sans of this universe, what do you think?))
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Post by Armageddidn't on Jun 24, 2017 16:58:32 GMT -5
Hack nodded. "You're a man who likes his privacy - I get it, man. You don't have to worry about it." "Good."
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Post by Armageddidn't on Jun 24, 2017 17:03:32 GMT -5
"He's in his room somewhere. The guest room is in between our rooms." Tom said, pointing to a nice looking oak door in between a door covered in warning signs and a door with fire coming out of the bottom.
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Post by sorry on Jun 24, 2017 17:04:20 GMT -5
(Lol i know i know)
Mel sat on the bed in the room she always rented and stared at the wall.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Jun 24, 2017 17:07:53 GMT -5
"No, the nice oak door is the guest room, the one with warning signs is Jon's and the one with fire is mine, mate."
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Post by Armageddidn't on Jun 24, 2017 17:10:26 GMT -5
((which door?))
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Post by Armageddidn't on Jun 24, 2017 17:16:49 GMT -5
((oh)) "You like?"
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Post by sorry on Jun 24, 2017 17:17:49 GMT -5
Mel continued to stare at the motel wall and two small holes appeared in the wall.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Jun 24, 2017 17:21:27 GMT -5
"Heh, I guess it IS pretty mnessy. Not as messy as MY room."
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Post by sorry on Jun 24, 2017 17:23:19 GMT -5
(Mel's at her friends house)
The two small holes in the wall eventually cracked and the wall was now full of cracks. "I'll fix it!" She called down the her friend, Ryan.
"OKAY!" Ryan called back up.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Jun 24, 2017 17:31:05 GMT -5
"Seriously. Sometimes I have to sleep in Jon's room because my bed is completely covered."
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Post by Armageddidn't on Jun 24, 2017 17:34:55 GMT -5
"I found a bloodstain in my room, then I remembered my old depression."
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Post by sorry on Jun 24, 2017 17:38:25 GMT -5
Ryan walked up the stairs to Mel's room and opened the door. She smiled. "Rough day?"
Mel looked at Ryan, her silver pin pricks going black; she was too tired to care if her eyelights went black. "You have no freaking idea."
Ryan brushed her blonde hair out of her green eyes. "Well, you better fix that wall before you sleep," She joked.
Mel looked at her blankly. "You must've lost your sense of humor while teleporting." Ryan muttered.
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