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Post by *Gem* on Jan 5, 2012 15:13:42 GMT -5
"debabtable."
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Post by Bails on Jan 5, 2012 15:14:53 GMT -5
Lucy pouted, "Chatty!"
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Post by *Gem* on Jan 5, 2012 15:19:16 GMT -5
Chatty lent in to kiss her, vanishing a hairs breath away from Lucy's lips.
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Post by Bails on Jan 5, 2012 15:26:58 GMT -5
Lucy lauighed, leaning back. "Bitch."
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Post by *Gem* on Jan 5, 2012 15:34:19 GMT -5
Charity appeared in the living room of the home Caleb and their family had made warm together. She ruffled her hair out over her shoulders. It was quiet. It was never this quiet at home. Wandering through into the kitchen, she saw why. There was food being mad- cakes by the looks of it. "Hello Isla." Chatty smiled, kissing Gracey's forehead, and ruffling Ali's hair. "This looks fun. Where's Caleb?"
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Post by Bails on Jan 5, 2012 17:06:21 GMT -5
"He's upstairs- He said if I wanted to destroy the kitchen with Terror and Trouble, that was my perogative." She teased her, hugging her closely. "So I told him to go read while I cook with two of my favorites."
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Post by *Gem* on Jan 6, 2012 12:10:56 GMT -5
Chatty smiled. "Your a super star." She smiled and turned on her hell, wandering up stairs to find her lover.
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Post by Bails on Jan 6, 2012 12:17:19 GMT -5
Caleb was napping- So much for the reading. His glasses were still lightly cocked on his face as he lay there, arms over his chest.
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