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[fratricidium]

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"No, I would not take that bet."

[camillelafaye]

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      "You,"

            She spoke in a sigh as she approached the             corner table, eyebrows elevated as she eyed             its lone and drinkless occupant, "done had             e'body dat work hea' scared ta come getcho             order. Now you gon' hafta eitha' get som' or             quit runnin' ma customa's. I got money t'make."

Her words were serious, but delivered through a whisper of a grin, under a matching and arched eyebrow.

[cxrleonis--archive]

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The blonde has a very important decision to make---- One that could determine the entire course of her future-- Or, at least, that's how she puts it. So knowing that she couldn't possibly decide on her own, she  stops a random stranger passing by the  aisle, flashing them a small smile.

"Hi there! Um, okay, I just need your opinion on this---- Do you think I should go with the  wrapping paper with the cute little snowmen, or should I go with the simpler one, the red one with gold squiggly line thingies?"

[fratricidium]

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"You have been sitting in my chair for half the day staring at nothing. Why?"

[llewynisms-blog]

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( ♬ )       He still doesn't have any idea how to talk to the guy. Facing a man                you've caught murdering another man is not -- the easiest thing.                Llewyn knocks, awkwardly, and pushes in the already open door.

              "I left my -- guitar."

[acxdropper]

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"Whaddya need?" Usually, someone this scary looking only walked through her part of town at a late hour when they required her merchandise.

[delicatxflowxr]

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People watching wasn't new for the flower. She was dead, so watching the living had become a habit. Sometimes she got a few stares, but it didn't matter to her. She lived in the city, far from the old burning home that had killed her, in a little apartment above an old drug store. Lavender had been staring at the guy for who knows how long. She couldn't shake the feeling that she knew him somehow. The girl wasn't fond of her memories, so she usually avoided them unless they were happy. The girl glided across the candy aisle and stopped close behind him, bubbling up the courage to speak. With a somewhat quiet voice, she tapped on the blonde boy's shoulder and said,"Excuse me... does your name happen to be Skylar? You just.. look like somebody I know. Er-- used to know?"