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An officer of the law was coming to see her and Izzy found that amusing after all this time. She hadn’t done anything illegal, not that she was aware of at least, and there were only two possibilities for the police to show up here after they’d forgotten about her. The young girl was betting money against herself that it would have to do with her parents and not her sister.
Either way, she sat in an empty group-room now, waiting for someone to show up.
“For someone who’s not very deep, I’m incredibly not shallow.”
roadhousehacker
“Well that’s very big of you to admit, Ash. I’m proud of you.” Samantha answered with a smile and small laugh.
“I’m sorry, my cell phone data coverage does not cover the bullshit zone you’re in.”
Sentence Starters“Wow Ash, yeah It’s nice talking to you too.We may have screwed up, but it’s not the end of the world.”
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"Yeah...mmhmm...can you can you hold on a sec? Some dude is trying to talk to me." With a pleading smile, Rhyan turned to the only person near her, and covered the mouth piece on her phone.
"Dude, do me a huge favor and pretend that you need me for something - like, do it really loud, loud enough for the phone to pick up."
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"You're face is really annoying."
Hanging on the Fringe || Raelynn and Ash
"Uh, hey there," Raelynn said with a smile, eyeing the computer behind him. Her eyes gazed over the code. "You know you're missing a slash, right?"
It was obvious what the guy was doing wasn't entirely legal, but she wasn't one to judge. It had been nearly impossible for her to be "good." As much as her boss and partner chastised her, it was too boring and mundane. She could do plenty under the radar but, if she was going to go down after all, it was going to be something big.
roadhousehacker started following you
-quietly stifles all desires for 500000000 threads with Ash-
She was in... some kind of bar. It smelled... unpleasant. "Is anyone home?"
