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Post by kidennixon on Nov 15, 2009 16:50:36 GMT
She watched the red head as she swayed like she was going to fall over and rolled her eyes and was half temped to push her over. She might have done it if the boy wasn’t. Sure it was mean but it wasn’t like the other woman was all that nice to her. “I don’t need nor do I want your help so take the bimbo and buzz off already.” She turned her back on them and began to walk off leaving them to do whatever they were going to do.
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Post by arun on Nov 16, 2009 1:58:53 GMT
Jordan glared at him angrily, but the effect was ruined when she swayed again and had to throw her hands out to avoid falling over. How dare he, what did he know? He knows you're about to pass out. And lets see, he knows that you're in trouble. Jordan took a step back from them, rubbing her eyes. The movement left bloody smears down her face. "I thought you were just here to flirt."
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Post by dj on Nov 23, 2009 15:46:34 GMT
Mark cracked a small smile. ”Initially I was just strolling on over to flirt with you two beautiful mujeres, but after seeing ya’lls condition… that thought left mi cabeza. Now I don’t care if you want mi help or not, but you’re going to get it.” With that said, Mark took her left arm and draped it over his shoulders to support her weight. He placed his right arm around her waist for added support. ”I can’t be having lovely mujeres like yourselves at here all injured and whatnot. I’m getting ya help and that’s final.”
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