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 Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 8:07 pm
Gnat just harrumphed, reaching out toward the middle this time before finally standing and doing a few toe touches and calf stretches.
She probably had gotten grass on her butt. She definitely didn't care.
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Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 8:14 pm
Clapping his hands together, Tuck started jogging towards the beach.
"Keep up. An' I wanna hear all 'bout these ********' stories you been tellin' Evan, cause I know for a fact I ain't gonna live none of that s**t down."
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Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 8:18 pm
Oh, balls.
She trundled up beside him, sullenly keeping pace. "What'd he tell you?"
"I was a little drunk so I don't quite remember," she added. It was mostly true- at least, for the first round.
"Sides, he axed."
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Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 8:21 pm
"You seen twitter, Gnat, don't pretend you ain't."
He paused and shot her a look.
"If you need remindin' we can refresh that memory of yours."
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Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 8:27 pm
Oh yeah.
"Didn't think his memory'd be so good," she mumbled sullenly.
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Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 8:34 pm
"Yeah," Tuck mumbled wistfully, as if he'd wished Evan was just a little more stupid. Stupider.
Whatever.
"You gotta problem, lets talk about it. I ain't gonna keep dealin' with you actin' like a little s**t. Still can't believe you made out with that old guy."
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Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 8:37 pm
"He isn't THAT OLD."
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"I think."
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"He's actually a pretty nice guy y'know. Besides, YOU slept with that - that hussy, you don't get t'BE in my business."
She would cross her arms, but well, she was jogging.
"What about Evan?" She added suddenly. "Is HE too old?" Her voice had taken on a singsong lilt. Oh, this would be good. If she was going to get her a** beat, she'd earn it.
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Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 8:44 pm
"Hey, now - you don't know Candace, do you? No, you don't. She ain't a hussy. You don't know nothin' about her, and you was only kissin' on that man 'cause you was tryin' to start s**t."
His voice was actually gruff with serious annoyance, and Tuck fell silent for a few footfalls. Candace had been a nice little spot of sunshine, and for a few hours she'd given him everything he'd needed - and hadn't asked for any sort of long-term commitment in return.
It was nice.
"Evan is a good guy. I'd say he's the best friend I got on this rock, sides from your lil' nappy head. Sure, he was Marines, but hey, I can forgive him for that."
W.. wait.
"Don't you be thinkin' about puttin' the moves on him, or I will kick his a**."
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Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 8:47 pm
"Jerry's too old, Evan s your pal, are you gonna beat up every guy I talk to, cos there are an AWFUL LOT on this island you know."
She dropped the Candace line. She'd only been using it to get on his nerves anyway.
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Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 8:49 pm
"No."
A fat pause.
"Maybe."
....another pause.
"They gotta be good enough for you. I mean. s**t, you know what I mean, why we gotta get all sappy when we runnin', Gnat, Jesus."
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Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 8:51 pm
"Okay, but Candace was good enough for you."
She squinted at him.
"You like, don't even know her."
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Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 8:52 pm
"You know what, fine, I ain't gonna argue about this with you. But if you gonna ******** around, do it with someone respectable. You seen how that Jerry dude talked about Candace on twitter?"
He lifted his brows. A bead of sweat trickled down his temple.
"It wasn't real respectful."
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Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 8:56 pm
"He was prolly hung over. Sides, they had some kinna history. M'sure he didn't like seein' his ex hanging all over some-" she gave him a meaningful glance - "dude."
Why was this even important? Why, because, obviously, Tuck was always wrong. But ESPECIALLY when he woke her up at 4:30 in the morning.
"Did you wanna talk about anythin' besides datin' advice, brother dear?"
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Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 9:00 pm
"Yeah. What you been up to. You even practice with that weapon of yours?"
The word weapon was almost sneered, though playfully.
"What's it feel like fightin' with a mitten on your hand?"
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Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 9:02 pm
"Not really," she admitted. "Sometimes I use it to hit things."
She may or may not have made an Edward-shaped hole in the wall.
She didn't have a clever come back for the mitten comment, so she settled for glaring.
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