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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2016 12:02 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2016 12:26 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 18, 2016 12:13 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 18, 2016 12:31 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 18, 2016 6:20 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 18, 2016 9:58 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 18, 2016 10:43 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 18, 2016 11:47 pm
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Dexter Olsen"Hey, pay attention!"~~~ Hours later, Dexter finally emerged from the convention looking haggard and irritable. The whole time, Vinny had maintained his awful attitude. Honestly, he wasn't sure how much more he could handle. And all because he was tired at 3AM! Who wasn't tired at 3AM? He needed his rest. He wasn't young enough to stay up all night, making love. He wanted to, but it wasn't really realistic at the time. Pulling out his car keys, Dexter put away his bags of merchandise, then got into the driver's side and yawned. " I'm too tired to go out for dinner .Why don't we grab some fast food and go back to my place?" he offered, having just one last plan. "I get paid to teach your stupid butt, not amuse you!"
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Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2016 12:00 am
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Vinny LeavittVinny shuffled around to the car, hands in his jacket pockets and a bored look on his face. Inside his jacket were tons of items he bought at the convention when Dexter wasn't looking. Flowers, tools, pots, everything! At one point he told the teacher he was going to the restroom just so he could buy some fertilizer and have them deliver it to his place. A lot of people thought it looked weird for him to stuff things he bought into his jacket as though he had stolen them, or the fact that someone like him was buying things like that. A good few women, all ranging from new mothers to grandmas, thought he was very attractive for being the bad boy with a sensitive heart. That was nice, but the one person he wanted feeling that way didn't care at all! What did he have to do, rob a bank?! Focusing very hard on moving around without making it look like something was stuffed in his jacket, Vinny moved and sat in his seat swiftly. "Sure. What do you have in mind? Sausage?" he smirked.
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Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2016 12:30 am
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