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benji: i found this number written on the underside of a coaster in this coffee shop
benji: it would be rude not to text it, right?

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{ text } : benji →
benji: i found this number written on the underside of a coaster in this coffee shop
benji: it would be rude not to text it, right?
+violetthedancer
Zofia was lonely, bored and lonely, waiting for her friend to arrive so they could go shopping. She smiled and hopped up when she heard a knock on the door.
"On a scale from one to ten, how high are the chances of me getting you in bed tonight? It's for science."
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"Congratulations, you're first customer of the day."
Text: Random
Evelyn: If I said I was lost...
Evelyn: Would you come get me?
+13 entered the Roadhouse...
[ There was no doubt the bar would be filled to the brim tonight--it was expected, pouring down dogs and cats... Even cows and buffalo, if you asked the blonde, who was now looking through a newspaper. The front page's headlines and articles told Jo that it was going to be a busy week, and that the rain would not hold up until late Thursday the least. ]
"Welcome to the Roadhouse, what can I get ya?"
thechildrensqueen-backup, stxnstilinski, violetthedancer, hiemexsicarius,
{♀};;-- She so wasn't listening to music really loudly and rapping along while driving. Okay, she was doing just that, the beat of the music echoing through the jungle, scaring away wildlife, and surprisingly not attracting Rakyat soldiers. Actually, it wasn't surprising, the soldiers of the Rakyat feared Vaasa and her psychotic intentions, the music a clear signal for them to stay away. She noticed a figure walking on the side of the dirt road through the jungle, and she knew they weren't a local. She smirks, turning her music down slightly and slowing down, pulling up next to the other.
"Need a ride amigo?"
a ride back to a cage with your name on it.
vixlunaortus, violetthedancer, seafaringintrovert & theximpalaxbaby
❝ Whatever you're selling... -- go to someone who is interested. ❞
[ she was being moody today. no apparent reason, she just wanted to avoid as much social interaction as possible today. ]