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- Maniac? How much maniac? - He asked, curious as he awaited an answer. |
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"He pulled out his cathader and was spinning it around like a lasso.." she talked about her night for around 3 hours, back and foward messages |
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- Lol, well, better get some rest. Goodnight- Monty texted, yawning as he put his phone up, slipping under the covers of his bed. |
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she sets her phone down, getting up to shower. |
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Monty drifted off, slipping deep into sleep. |
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the morning sun rised, aurora slowly woke up, -morning stranger,- she set her phone down, grumbing, then getting up, she walked to her closet, changing into a sweatshirt and leggings, "Finally! A Day off!!" she puts her UGG's On, walking down the street to a starbucks, bumping into someone familar, Monty Hackmore |
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- morning to you as well, stranger :) - Monty had been up for an hour, already having done his rehab for the day, his shoulder slowly strengthening back up, as well as his leg, though he still walked with a slight limp. He had online college classes he needed to get homework done for, figuring heading to the local Starbuck's would be nice. While there he ordered a simple coffee, nothing special, feeling somebody bump into him and turning around, smirking slightly at the sight. "Fancy seeing you here, stranger." |
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she made eye contact, A small smile, " hows your shoulder?" she looked him up and down for a second, ordering a simple latte, and then waiting. |
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"Better," He mused after a moment, chuckling lightly. "Certainly not the best but hey, i'll take it." Monty explained, meeting her gaze. "How've you been?" |
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' ' ive been well, thanks for askin. ' ' she appreciated the thoughtful asking. |
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