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Post by Brooke Williams on Apr 26, 2006 15:16:27 GMT -5
"fine go ahead be the asshole who gets drunk and into a car then dies" Heather said crossing her arms over her chest. She sure as hell didn't care if he got into a crash, it would be his fault. She wasn't going to feel guilty if he did end up getting hurt.
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Post by Blaise Wyatt on Apr 26, 2006 15:19:28 GMT -5
Blaise smiled ' fine then' he said jumping into his car and starting up the engine ' but nxt time try to remeber i asked you to drive me home and seeing as you refused i drove myself home and got into an accident' he said giving her a cheesy grin deciding to wait to hear what she has to say before driving away
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Post by Brooke Williams on Apr 26, 2006 15:21:09 GMT -5
Heather rolled her eyes, she knew what he was doing. "don't try and make me feel guilty it's gonna be your fault" She said with another roll of her eyes.
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Post by Blaise Wyatt on Apr 26, 2006 15:23:52 GMT -5
Blaise smiled ' whatever, c ya chika' he said and drove out of the parking lot suprising abkle to actually drive still and headed back to his house parking finally getting out fo the car and making his way to the living room sofa inside and collapsed their glad he had at least made it hope before he literally started acting like an idiot
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Post by Brooke Williams on Apr 26, 2006 15:25:02 GMT -5
Heather shrugged and got into her new red jaguar convertable, a early birthday present. She drove home worrying about Blaise.
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Post by Blaise Wyatt on Apr 26, 2006 15:27:49 GMT -5
(( can i do soemthing where he like phones heather or soemthing through this thread))
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Post by Brooke Williams on Apr 26, 2006 15:31:45 GMT -5
((ya go ahead))
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Post by Blaise Wyatt on Apr 26, 2006 15:33:43 GMT -5
(( yay, k)) Blaise sat up suddenly a bit to dunk to think properly but decided to call heather. he found her number and dialed it playing with his hair waiting for her to pick up swaying back and forth in his position
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Post by Brooke Williams on Apr 26, 2006 15:35:33 GMT -5
Heather heard the ringtone to her black motorola razr phone "unfaithful" by Rihanna and she picked it up. "Hello?" She said while holding the phone with her ear. She was putting away her freshly washed clothes in her drawers.
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Post by Blaise Wyatt on Apr 26, 2006 15:37:33 GMT -5
Blaise grinned cheesily when heather answred ' hey abes, missed me' he slurred to her leaning back against the couch looking at his feet for some reason waiting for her to say soemone or of course hang up on him which was always a possibility
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Post by Brooke Williams on Apr 26, 2006 15:41:48 GMT -5
"you whorebag don't ever do that to me again" Heather yelled at him through the phone. She hated when people did that to her. They scared the living bejeebees out of her.
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Post by Blaise Wyatt on Apr 26, 2006 15:43:19 GMT -5
Blaise laughed ' come on over babe, i want to talk, just for a little bit, please, or i will drive over their if i have to' he said to her grining holding the phone with his shoudler walking to the kitchen for another drink
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Post by Brooke Williams on Apr 26, 2006 16:00:34 GMT -5
Heather shrugged her shoulders even though no body was watching. She wasn't going to let him drive again. "i'll come over let me just grab my purse" She replied scouting the room for it. aha, there it was by the stereo. She grabbed it and took out her keys and drove over.
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Post by Blaise Wyatt on Apr 27, 2006 8:11:10 GMT -5
Blaise smiled ' alright, c ya son' he muttered to her and hung up standing at the door way witing for her to come abandoning getting another drink for once deciding he better not without getting another lecture
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Post by Brooke Williams on Apr 27, 2006 14:46:50 GMT -5
Heather sighed as she got out of her red jaguar and slammed the door shut. She walked up to his porch and rang the doorbell.
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