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Post by Joshua Ferguson on Sept 9, 2007 16:28:42 GMT 1
*After putting together his ensemble for the evening, he returned to the living room.* Jamie? Are you ready to go? (Sometimes I surprise myself with the fancy words I use )
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Post by Jamie Ferguson on Sept 9, 2007 19:47:01 GMT 1
*She got out from her room, wearing an outfit she thought would blend in perfectly in club environment. What Josh thought, that was something completely different...* Yeah, I can't be more ready than this
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Post by Joshua Ferguson on Sept 9, 2007 19:55:32 GMT 1
*He stared at her.* That's what you're wearing?
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Post by Jamie Ferguson on Sept 9, 2007 19:57:21 GMT 1
Yeah... So?
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Post by Joshua Ferguson on Sept 9, 2007 19:59:41 GMT 1
Well, you did put money in your bra earlier... Neverm mind. Let's just go.
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Post by Jamie Ferguson on Sept 9, 2007 20:03:24 GMT 1
But I've taken them out now *She decided not to push it anymore* Yeah, come on *They left*
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Post by Joshua Ferguson on Sept 13, 2007 17:42:02 GMT 1
*They got inside* So, how'd you like my work?
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Post by Jamie Ferguson on Sept 13, 2007 17:45:02 GMT 1
Oh, I guess I was okay... *She loved teasing him*
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Post by Joshua Ferguson on Sept 13, 2007 17:52:22 GMT 1
Just okay?! I took you, a minor, with me to a bar. I'm the coolest brother ever! EVER!
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Post by Jamie Ferguson on Sept 13, 2007 17:53:59 GMT 1
*She started laughing* Chill, bro'! I was just messing with you, it was awsome!
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Post by Joshua Ferguson on Sept 13, 2007 18:01:04 GMT 1
I knew that. Sort of... Now, you should get ready for bed. It's waaaay past your bedtime.
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Post by Jamie Ferguson on Sept 13, 2007 18:03:43 GMT 1
And there it came - a major loss on the "cool factor".
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Post by Joshua Ferguson on Sept 13, 2007 18:05:12 GMT 1
Well, I have to be sort of responsible from time to time Don't you have school tomorrow?
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Post by Jamie Ferguson on Sept 13, 2007 18:07:43 GMT 1
Maybe...
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Post by Joshua Ferguson on Sept 13, 2007 18:14:01 GMT 1
Then off you go. It's late. We want you to look fresh and perky when you wake up, so the teachers won't think you came to school hung over. Cause we both know who'd they blame. *He pointed to himself.* Me.
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