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Posted: Thu Mar 07, 2013 5:03 pm
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Kat was in her own apartment, only a door down from Ananda's. She was putting together a new TV and stereo stand, or was about to when she realized her screwdriver had gone missing. Sighing with frustration she stood up from her position of kneeling on the floor in the middle of a bunch of parts for her stand. Maneuvering around the mess she made, Kat pulled on a knit white sweater that fell off her shoulders and slipped on a pair of converses. She thought about going out and buying a screwdriver but then remembered she had seen a young man, probably around her age, entering the apartment next to her and figured that would be a good place to start before she made an unnecessary trip and wasted gas.
Running a hand through her hair, Katherine walked out of her own apartment and over to the one where she had seen the young man walk into, Ananda's apartment. She knocked on his door and stood there, waiting. When he does answer she says quickly, without really looking at him, "Hey, I live next door and was wondering if you had a screwdriver I could borrow? I'll return it and if I don't you can always come bug the living hell out of me."
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Posted: Thu Mar 07, 2013 5:09 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 07, 2013 5:24 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 07, 2013 5:33 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 07, 2013 5:49 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 07, 2013 5:58 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 07, 2013 6:13 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 07, 2013 6:29 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 07, 2013 6:41 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 07, 2013 6:47 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 07, 2013 6:56 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 08, 2013 5:12 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 08, 2013 5:49 pm
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Katherine laughed softly, smiling her natural smile again that seemed to glow. "I'm sure that'll be an understatement. America is an interesting place to live in," she said, moving her legs out from under her to stretch them. She was wearing short shorts despite the fall chill outside and with her smooth legs it wouldn't be hard to imagine her as a stripper; her legs were slim from her years of dancing in her room as well as from her job.
After she was done stretching, she pulled her legs up to her chest before slipping the hose out of Ananda's hand and taking a long drag from it. She closed her eyes as she released the smoke, a more mischievous smile playing on her lips as she thought back to her days of dealing marijuana. She missed the excitement of high school. Stripping had it's own type of fun, true, but she still missed it.
"So, Ananda, do you have a nickname? Because if you don't I'll be tempted to call you Ana," she slid her gaze over to him, her mischievous smile not completely gone yet.
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Posted: Fri Mar 08, 2013 11:09 pm
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