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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Oct 24, 2018 20:22:54 GMT -8
I popped my umbrella open as I got out and grabbed my box of donuts. I had got a mix because who knew who liked what. I wasn't going to be presumptuous. I walked briskly towards the station trying to avoid getting wet shoes. Once across the street, I shot a quick look at my facebook notification as I did and hoped it didn't land me in a puddle. I was ready to send a heart of love to whatever she was wearing. Hopefully, I would be among the first to arrive, but I didn't hold up hope I would get there before that darn lawyer.
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 24, 2018 20:32:54 GMT -8
You received a picture of Tabby-- she'd dressed as a flapper, you presume, with a gold glittery dress and a bobbed wig. It wasn't too scandalous, especially compared to the girls next to her. You assumed Lady Gaga and something involving a giant black beehive hairdo. A big rain drop fell on the picture and turned it into a rainbow smear. The PD was overflowing, with some cops standing around the entrance and gossiping like washer women.
((Let's take him just inside, and then pause to make a new thread.))
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Oct 24, 2018 20:48:20 GMT -8
I quickly comment 'Flapping adorable!' before continuing on my way, wiping off the rain with a sleeve. I shook off my umbrella and closed it before entering the station. I looked for familiar faces such as Rodriguez, Hickman or Butcher.
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 27, 2018 14:44:21 GMT -8
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