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Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2015 11:55 pm
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Dexter Olsen"Hey, pay attention!"Spying Vinny's fidgeting out of the corner of his eye, Dexter covertly touched their hands, keeping his face forward. " Don't worry, she's going to love you," he tried to reassure him, smiling. " Just as much as I do." He nodded as people started to flood out of the gates. " Besides, if she doesn't like you, I can always make another kid." He was teasing, of course, but it was his way of letting Vinny know that Caroline's opinion of him really wasn't the deciding factor. Of course, it wouldn't be easy with his child disliking his lover, but he'd find a way around it. He always did. "I get paid to teach your stupid butt, not amuse you!"
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Posted: Thu Dec 17, 2015 12:12 am
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Posted: Thu Dec 17, 2015 8:44 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 17, 2015 9:45 pm
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Dexter Olsen"Hey, pay attention!"He was quiet, eyes focused in the distance. " If I could, I'd take her away from all of it. But a custody battle would be long and expensive, and besides, my money should be going to something much more important." He then stopped talking, a wide smile appearing on his face. He took a couple steps away from Vinny, raising two fingers to his lips and whistling loudly. A little girl with blonde hair and brown eyes turned at the whistle, then grinned and started running towards Dexter. " Daddy!" Dropping her bags and leaping into his arms, the girl hugged him tightly. " Daddy, I missed you sooo much! I have so much to tell you, I even got a whole list of things we gotta do before Mommy says I have to go home." Dexter set her down, grabbing her bags and taking her hand with his free one. " That can wait. Right now, let's go get you settled in. oh, and before I forget," he said, leading her over to the teenager. " This is Vinny. He's a friend of mine from the school." Caroline looked at him funny, scrunching her nose up before shrugging. " Is you gonna stay with us?" she asked him. "I get paid to teach your stupid butt, not amuse you!"
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Posted: Thu Dec 17, 2015 9:53 pm
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Vinny LeavittVinny looked at Dexter, staring at that determination hiding besides such a defeated expression. He was a good father that wholeheartedly loved Caroline, far more than that mother of hers. If Dexter wanted to fight for her, then Vinny would help every step of the way. He had more than enough money to help, after all! Before the guitarist could say anything, however, he noticed the teacher walk over and hug a little girl. So that was Caroline. Funny, Vinny was expecting matching hair and eyes. Those must've been the mother characteristics. How did Dexter feel whenever he saw that? Vinny felt his nerves get stronger and stronger the closer the two got. Finally, Dexter introduced him and the girl scrunched her nose at him. What? Was that a good sign? Vinny shot Dexter a questioning look then smiled nervously at Caroline. God, this was like if he had to meet Dexter's parents. "No, I'm only going to visit now and then. I think you two have more catching up to do." he said.
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Posted: Thu Dec 17, 2015 10:02 pm
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Dexter Olsen"Hey, pay attention!"" That's too bad," she said, patting his arm. " You're pretty, and Daddy's lonely without me." She reached for Dexter's hand again, then tugged. " Come ooooon! Mommy and Carl had me eating that yucky green stuff back home and I want pizza and ice cream!" She blinked her eyes up at him, smiling prettily. " I promise I'll read you a story tonight." Dexter laughed, shaking his head. " Well how can I say no to that?" He nodded towards the exit, looking to Vinny over Caroline's head. " Does pizza sound okay?" he asked. Caroline scrunched her nose up again, looking up to Vinny. " If you're like Carl and you try to make me eat that gross kale stuff, then I won't let you hang out with Daddy anymore!" "I get paid to teach your stupid butt, not amuse you!"
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Its Smiley generated a random number between
1 and 2 ...
1!
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Posted: Thu Dec 17, 2015 11:43 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 04, 2016 12:57 am
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Posted: Mon Jul 04, 2016 1:08 am
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Posted: Mon Jul 04, 2016 1:31 am
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___________________________________________________________________________ In the midst of his search, Arthur began to feel discouraged. This was utterly pointless. He had no idea what Aki's brother looked like. He remembered being told the name, but he couldn't remember it either. He was looking for a needle in a haystack now. He looked around at all the people nearby. Look at them, all getting ready for new parts of their lives. The excitement in their eyes, the loving support that followed them like a personal parade, the tans and winded hair from nice long vacations. Arthur could feel his brand burning against him, reminding him of all his insecurities. As he turned to leave, Arthur did a double take to the man silently staring at the screens. Was that...? Striding over, he grabbed the man's arm to force him to face him. " Aki?" the Sin started, a puzzled look on his face. " What're you- Oh!" His face flushed as he realized it wasn't Aki. " Oh! S-Sorry, I mistook you for someone else." His ears burned with embarrassment. Still, this guy looked so much like Aki! ___________________________________________________________________________
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Posted: Mon Jul 04, 2016 1:37 am
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Kazuo MoriKazuo immediately got defensive as he was grabbed, fifteen years in the penitentiary teaching him something, at least. He raised his fists to strike, when met with the sight of a short, brunette kid. He blinked twice, then smiled and shook his head. " No worries, kid. I get that all the time." He adjusted his glasses with his middle finger, much like Akihiko did, and reached down to grab his bag that he'd dropped when grabbed. " So where are you going?" he asked, gesturing to the screen. He himself hadn't bought a ticket yet, so he was just trying to decide on what plane would be the best one to run away on.
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