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Post by Mags on Apr 10, 2011 18:00:22 GMT -5
By that simple request, Holly sped up, but she was only speed walking. Fivle had seen her in ways she herself didn't want to see, and, she felt to broken right now to hold her head high to anyone. She felt.... she felt beaten...
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Post by Larksing on Apr 12, 2011 9:19:30 GMT -5
"Holly, please!" Fivel's short legs couldn't carry her as fast as Holly's pace was set, and she began to breathe harder.
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Post by Mags on Apr 12, 2011 15:52:06 GMT -5
Holly whipped around, glaring at Fivel. "Please?!" she yelled in anger. "Please my ass!" she said, baring her teeth like an angry dog. "Your a heartless b*tch! Why should I do anything for you?!"
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Post by Larksing on Apr 13, 2011 16:24:28 GMT -5
Fivel glared back. "I was wrong. I shouldn't have invaded your personal space." she replied. "I was going to give you an all-out apology, but nevermind, since I'm a heartless b*tch, huh?"
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Post by Mags on Apr 13, 2011 16:33:02 GMT -5
"Damn right you shouldn't have." she growled. "Oh, yea, your a f*cking Mother Tresa." Holly said rolling her eyes.
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