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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 4, 2007 20:34:58 GMT
Angel walked into The Three Broomsticks with Ian hopefully following her. "Either of us have money on us?" She asked, turning back to Ian.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 4, 2007 20:47:40 GMT
"Er...yeah, little bit." I say,putting my hand in my pocket, "I think. Yeah."
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 4, 2007 20:50:31 GMT
"I'm going to have to sweet talk the guy again," Angel laughed, walking up to the bar.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 4, 2007 20:54:26 GMT
"Yeah, that'll be interesting." I laugh.
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 4, 2007 20:56:53 GMT
"Believe me, it is," Angel laughed. "What are you getting?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 4, 2007 21:00:50 GMT
"Firewhiskey will do fine. Just don't let me shag anyone."
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 4, 2007 21:01:48 GMT
"I've heard you've been doing that a lot lately," Angel said, remembering what Logan said.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 4, 2007 21:11:24 GMT
I cough slightly, "And who told you that?"
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 4, 2007 21:11:40 GMT
"People," Angel shrugged.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 4, 2007 21:12:23 GMT
"Well, people happen to be right, I guess." I shrug.
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 4, 2007 21:14:46 GMT
"You've been cheating on Maddie?" Angel asked, shocked.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 4, 2007 21:17:04 GMT
"I guess there's no point lying about it, is there? It was only a couple of times and both times I was really drunk. There's not really much else to justify it."
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 4, 2007 21:19:21 GMT
"Wow," Angel mumbled, rubbing the back of her neck. "Awkward. Well, time to go sweet talk."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 4, 2007 21:20:44 GMT
"Yeah," I agree, "Well, good luck with that."
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 4, 2007 21:24:11 GMT
"Thanks," Angel mumbled, walking over to the guy serving everyone.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 4, 2007 21:25:02 GMT
I sit down at a table near the bar.
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 4, 2007 21:35:41 GMT
"Hi," Angel smiled at the guy serving.
He looked at her with an eyebrow raised. "Can I help you?"
"You tell me," Angel asked, running her finger along his jaw.
He gulped and looked around nervously. "I'll send you a drink in a minute. Meet me after my shift?"
"You know it," Angel smirked before walking back over to Ian.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 4, 2007 21:36:48 GMT
"Nicely done," I remark.
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 4, 2007 21:42:00 GMT
"Had enough practice," Angel said, shuddering. "Would have helped if it was Alex working. He's a lot more hot."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 4, 2007 21:43:34 GMT
I raise an eyebrow, "How often do you do this?"
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 4, 2007 21:45:34 GMT
"More often than I should..." Angel said.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 4, 2007 21:46:24 GMT
"Could tell." I nod.
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 4, 2007 21:47:18 GMT
Angel smiled. "Aren't you going to get your drink?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 4, 2007 21:55:00 GMT
I shake my head, "Decided I'm staying sober. For about five minutes then I'll change my mind again."
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 4, 2007 21:58:11 GMT
"Meh, your problem," Angel shrugged.
"One firewhiskey, miss," said a guy who brought over Angel's drink.
"Thanks... You can go now," she said with a wave of her hand, taking her drink.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 4, 2007 21:59:56 GMT
I snort with laughter.
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 4, 2007 22:01:43 GMT
"What are you laughing at?" Angel asked, poking him.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 4, 2007 22:04:14 GMT
"Nothing, sorry. Doesn't matter." I laugh slightly, poking her back.
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 4, 2007 22:06:08 GMT
"No, what was it?" Angel asked, poking him again.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 4, 2007 22:06:51 GMT
I poke her back, "Just reminded me of someone" I shrug, "Doesn't matter."
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