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Post by moonlight on Aug 1, 2008 12:11:41 GMT -5
"Ok"
"So, who are we gunna tell first?" She wondered.
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Post by snitch on Aug 1, 2008 13:03:38 GMT -5
"So, who are we gunna tell first?"
"Umm what 'bout Kid or Mush" suggested Snitch.
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Post by moonlight on Aug 1, 2008 13:07:13 GMT -5
"Umm what 'bout Kid or Mush"
"Ok," She looked around the bunkroom, "Where are dey?"
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Post by snitch on Aug 1, 2008 14:17:24 GMT -5
"Where are dey? Ok"
"Well i saw Mush with Butterfly, from Queens at the harbor,and i think that Blink is with Bumlets someware in Manhattan" Snitch jumped off the top bunk.
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Post by moonlight on Aug 1, 2008 14:19:06 GMT -5
"Well i saw Mush with Butterfly, from Queens at the harbor,and i think that Blink is with Bumlets someware in Manhattan"
She thought. "Well, do ya wanna wait until one of dem comes back? Or do ya wanna go to where dey are?"
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Post by snitch on Aug 1, 2008 14:25:32 GMT -5
"Well, do ya wanna wait until one of dem comes back? Or do ya wanna go to where dey are?"
"Well i was gonna g and see Butterfly sence she almost drowned and i thought that i could take her back to Queens to see her sisters." Snitch looked up at Pockets and kissed her on the cheek, Snitch put his hat back on.
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Post by moonlight on Aug 1, 2008 14:27:45 GMT -5
"Well i was gonna go and see Butterfly sence she almost drowned and i thought that i could take her back to Queens to see her sisters."
"Alrighty then, we'll go to Mush!" She said laughing.
(You want to post at the Harbor?)
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Post by snitch on Aug 1, 2008 14:39:37 GMT -5
"Alrighty then, we'll go to Mush!"
"What's so funny 'bout Mush" Snitch really dodn't get why girs thought that mush was funny.
(ok)
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Post by moonlight on Aug 1, 2008 14:42:07 GMT -5
"What's so funny 'bout Mush"
"It's funny to see him hit it off with girls. It's hilarious." She said remembering a time he tried.
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Post by mabel on Aug 18, 2008 23:37:24 GMT -5
[NEW DAY]
Mabel, body splayed out across the wood floor of the lodging house bunk room, occupied her mind with reorganizing her belongings she kept beneath her bunk. It proved to be an unfortunately simple task, considering Mabel kept all her things in a fine leather bag, everything neatly folded or carefully situated, which left little to be organized—unless of course she wanted to organize dust bunnies according to size. Those were certainly not in short supply.
Being perpetually packed helped remind Mabel that she was always ready to leave—whenever her parents gave her the okay to come home, she could grab her bag and go. It was comforting if a bit fanciful.
In fact, Mabel had just returned from her family’s New York City apartment. Seeing it was something of a rude awakening for her: it was desperately small, hardly enough room for its current occupants. Her mother, who had always been an elegant and stable woman, seemed frazzled and at wit’s end. Mabel had gone over to get a quick meal, seeing as her earnings were not being replenished and thus, her stomach going unfilled. Her mother obliged and assured Mabel that she could come home whenever she wanted; that they would make room and somehow everything would be alright.
Though Mabel made herself believe it, it did not keep her from sniffling pathetically underneath her bunk. Pressing her palms to the floor, she pulled her upperbody from beneath the bunk, lifting her head a moment too soon and whacking it against the metal support. Wincing and whimpering, Mabel clutched her head before giving the bunk a smack of retaliation… of course, now her hand hurt.
Eyes filled with unshed tears, Mabel slumped back against the bunk. Sure, hitting her head wasn’t that traumatic—it was just one more thing to deal with.
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Post by mark on Sept 23, 2008 19:30:15 GMT -5
*New Day*
Slowly carrying Smiley into the bunkroom, everyone was already asleep. Quietly and carefully, he walked across to an empty bunk and set her down. Mark didn't want to leave her alone, thinking she would get scared in the morning if he wasn't there. Sighing, he glanced around the room to find an empty bunk, but couldn't spot on.
Looking down at her, he took off his boots and hat, and layed in the bed next to her. Pulling the blankets over them, he gave her a kiss on the forehead and smiled. He didn't know if she was going to wake up, but if she did, hopefully she would wake him up as well.
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Post by smileyanderson on Sept 23, 2008 19:53:05 GMT -5
Smiley smiled contentedly at the coziness of the blanket. She rolled over and bumped into a....lump in her bed. She sat up surprised and peered into the darkness, rubbing the sleepyness out of her eyes. Finally she recognized what the lump was. She giggled.
"Mark?" She asked giggling softly.
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Post by mark on Sept 23, 2008 19:59:37 GMT -5
Hearing her giggle, one brown eye popped open and he smiled. "SH.." He put his finger up to his lips in action. "What do you need sweetie?"
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Post by smileyanderson on Sept 23, 2008 20:05:27 GMT -5
'What time is it? Why are ya still heah? Are ya leavin'? " She asked a little confused. She grabbed his hand, making sure he didn't leave yet.
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Post by mark on Sept 23, 2008 20:11:10 GMT -5
He smiled. "It's 10:30. I'm still here because I didn't want to leave you." As she grabbed his hand, he smiled even more, turning into a grin. "I'll only leave if you want me too."
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