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#84
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sylvanSpider
Weaver of Webs
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Ash sprinted up the stairs after him, "It's ah--*pant, pant*--up at the top!" Ash, of course, said this as she was running up the stairs, and when she got up the first flight of stairs to catch up with her newfound potential fuck buddy she lunged for one of his ankles scrambling for the top. "Just a forewarning for when you win, the uh...place isn't necessarily clean," she wheezed, trying to scramble past up, using her arms to half pull her up on the railing. Obviously, she didn't give a shit about her neighbors, once even careening into one of their doors receiving a loud "HEY!" from the other side.
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Audrey sat on the couch, posture ramrod straight and hands clasped firmly in her lap. Why am I still in my boss's apartment while she passive aggressively does the dishes? She did say that she had a girlfriend...and we didn't do anything like that last night, but why do I feel like I can't leave? She swallowed, leaning forward a bit and looking into the kitchen, the origin of the loud pulsing music and the louder than average washing of dishes. She cleared her throat and squirmed a bit, straining her ears when she thought she heard something like running coming from the hallway.
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Posted 01-08-2018, 05:21 PM
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