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It's not murder. It's ketchup.

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Spoiling my fun again, Stonem.

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To have fun you need Tony Stonem. Face it, you were having a shit time.

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It's not murder. It's ketchup.

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Jam, actually.

#ooc #aaron was just made to have sexual tension with everyone

#ooc #this is law #-elf dance-

#ooc #will always be endgame #js

#ooc #well #i guess its not like they are together yet so #they can fuck whoever they want #right?

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theoriginalstonem started following you

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Do you love me? Are you playing your love games with me?

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#ooc #you just love breaking my bb's heart #-does dramatic faint thingy-

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@Tony

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“I know you were being sarcastic, I’m not stupid.” Maxxie retorted, almost childishly. He couldn’t help but feel giddy of course, he was back home. What makes this better was the fact that he was with a friend. Granted, the two had never been as close as he was with Anwar, or as Tony with Sid. But they were close nonetheless, their friendship was different from the norm. Tony continued on mocking him as they walked towards the car, “You might be right. The teddy bear would be much much more cuddly. You’re not cuddly at all!” The blond grinned at him, not even taking the mocking tone of his friend seriously. Because he had missed this in fact, the Tony who had a tongue that was used to insults and lies only. “What, no!” he felt like defending himself, let the brunette know that he wasn’t using him for food only. “But food would be nice. Airplane food was horrid, mate! You should know that.” He seated himself on the passenger seat then, copying the boy’s actions and locked himself with the seatbelt. “So, where are we eating?”

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The brunette looked over at Maxxie as he got into the car, raising his eyebrows. He put the keys in the ignition and started the car, shrugging. "Well, you could've gotten a fucking coach. It's only three to four hours away and you'd stop on the way, plus, it's a lot cheaper." The boy stated, matter-of-factly. There were only very few people who hugged or cuddled with Tony Stonem. It was a very rare opportunity. “So, where are we eating?” Tony thought for a while, not just about where they were eating, about a load of things. Snapping back to reality, Tony turned his head to look at his friend again. "I don't know. What do you feel like eating? And if you say a mans cock then I will push you out of the car." He smirked and looked ahead. "That reminds me. Do you want me to drop you at your parents after this or are you up for a drink with me. It may be your last chance before Eff barricades me in my room." Okay, he was exaggerating. But he had a point. Effy hardly let him leve the house since he came back. But she was just scared of him running away after what she had told him.