Birthday Boy
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“Go back, and change! I cannot sit next to that all night tonight.”

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Birthday Boy
@warhardened
“Go back, and change! I cannot sit next to that all night tonight.”
Different Variation Of Artists | Jake
Isabelle hopped on top of the counter where an array of veggies, cutlery and a few skillet pans laid about her. “Alright...you said we would be making dinner. Not just you preparing everything. Come on..I’m good at drawing and things with my hands.” She wiggled her fingers for emphasis. “You promised I could help..please?” She reached for a wine glass, funny it was after hours and they were alone here.
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“You don’t NEED me here. Tyler is perfectly capable of tracking and you know it. Besides...it may not have been a mutt at all. Ever think about that?”
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He must be exhausted. She’s found that she’s gotten good at reading him. Most people would avoid him when he’s retreated to his study, but not Lyla. She makes her way in slowly, crossing over to where he’s seated before she sets the cup of steaming hot coffee down in front of him. Their eyes meet and she arches her brow before revealing a bottle of whisky from behind her back to set it down as well. “Choose your poison.”
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❛ ive seen and done far worse things than you, but i have lived past giving a shit.. ❜
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A Night Of Honor | Brady
Zoey frowned at the gown she’d chosen for tonights dinner. She felt uncomfortable in anything anymore. But tonight was a big night for Brady..a sort of true welcome home. For those who had made it home at least...and she thanked god every day that he had been one of them. Sighing softly she stared at her reflection. “Maybe I should just take the stupid thing off..” She commented on her strapless bra. “Will you unhook me and zip me up? We’re going to e late..”
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A Dreaded Conversation | Greg
Meet me at 9... Right.
“Want to explain to me what the hell happened?” Emilia snapped, hands on her hips. She could tell he wasn’t expecting her to show up and confront him so many days later. “You stood me up...I wore cute lingerie and everything -- you insisted on the damn place and you stood me up. I waited three hours for you like a fucking idiot.. I deserve an explanation!” She nearly yelled. “What is going on?”
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