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Post by Moderator Kelly on Feb 21, 2015 14:25:22 GMT -5
"Are you sure?" He stood too, discretely moving his hand toward her drink "But the night is young.?
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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Feb 21, 2015 16:07:33 GMT -5
"Yeah, but I sort of need sleep. Got a bug day looking for a job."
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Post by Moderator Kelly on Feb 21, 2015 16:30:09 GMT -5
He looked at his watch "it's only ten." He stated, dropping a pill into her drink.
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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Feb 21, 2015 16:37:18 GMT -5
" I'm sorry sugar, I've really hot to run." She finished her drink and then started to walk out.
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Post by Moderator Kelly on Feb 21, 2015 17:26:53 GMT -5
He followed her "at least let me walk you to your car." He said, getring ready to catch just I'm case"
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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Feb 21, 2015 17:29:24 GMT -5
"That's okay, thanks though sugar." She smiled, starting to walk out. Halfway to her car she started to feel woozy, and leaned against the building.
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Post by Moderator Kelly on Feb 21, 2015 20:57:24 GMT -5
He hurried to her side, faking concern. "You okay?"
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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Feb 21, 2015 20:58:19 GMT -5
"Yeah yeah," She waved him off, "I'm okay," She started to walk, but stumbled, starting to fall.
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Post by Moderator Kelly on Feb 21, 2015 21:03:19 GMT -5
He caught her, and held her up. "Woah there sweetcheeks..." He said with. Slight grin
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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Feb 21, 2015 21:04:53 GMT -5
I-I'm fine," She mumbled, "You can go inside." She had realized that he had most likely drugged her, and it was a good thing she didn't have too much on her...
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Post by Moderator Kelly on Feb 21, 2015 21:09:21 GMT -5
He shook his head, picking up her limp body and putting it over her shoulder "I believe you're coming with me." He stated, walking quickly to his car
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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Feb 21, 2015 21:11:24 GMT -5
That's the last thing Joanna heard as he picked her up, and she passed out.
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Post by Moderator Kelly on Feb 21, 2015 21:20:20 GMT -5
He drove her to a motel, and got them a room. He wasn't a complete asshole; believe it or not. He carried her to the room, and dug around in her purse and pockets, scrounging up a little over a hundred dollars. Cursing, he slipped off we shoes, and laid her in bed. She knew she'd loose memory of her passing out (an effect of the drugs.) so he had nothing to worry about. He tucked her in, scrawled out a note ((his signature)) and slipped out of he room
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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Feb 21, 2015 21:26:26 GMT -5
When Joanna woke again it was late, or early, she supposed. When she glanced at the alarm clock, she noticed that it was two in the morning. Moaning and sitting up slowly, she looked around the room. It was a motel room, and she didn't know where it was. She slowly got up and flicked on a light, holding her head. "Son of a Bitch," she muttered, seeing the note that he left on the bedside table.
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Post by Moderator Kelly on Feb 21, 2015 21:28:13 GMT -5
Will held a cigarette between his teeth as he drove down the back roads. The music flowed softly from his radio, and he tapped his fingers on the window sill as he drove. There was something about her that threw him odd
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