alana
Too Much Time On My Hands
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Post by alana on Feb 25, 2006 21:28:31 GMT -5
ooc:umm i dont no wot number is ill chek in a sec
bic:he shoook his head, "i gave this girl enough sleepin pills to knock out a horse, she came to, when we were in the hotel, started screamin and hittin me, and believe me she hit me a times, then she knocked herself so it was fine but it was in the danger marks for a sec there"
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Post by Darktouch on Feb 25, 2006 21:34:39 GMT -5
Jason glanced at a couple of girls that passed them.
"Did ya get away fine?"
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alana
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Post by alana on Feb 25, 2006 21:37:08 GMT -5
he nodded "walked outta there clean" he smiled as he followed jasons gaze, "soo, plannin on usin the snooze pills on the blonde?" he asked as he pointed to lexxy as she left
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Post by Darktouch on Feb 25, 2006 21:45:17 GMT -5
"Of course," Jason smirked. "Specialty of our little gang, yeah?"
He watched a couple girls running on tread mills.
"You gonna get anyone tonight?" he looked back at Matt.
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alana
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Post by alana on Feb 25, 2006 21:48:22 GMT -5
he sighed "ive got a few in mind," he smirked "but then again i got some today without the help of our trademark" he smiled, "well, you had better go get ready for your date loverboy" he patted him on the back before walking over to a brunette and started talking
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Post by Darktouch on Feb 25, 2006 21:52:07 GMT -5
Jason winked at him and walked away.
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alana
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Post by alana on Mar 31, 2006 17:59:47 GMT -5
amy walked in and looked around, she hadnt been in a public gym for a few years, her aunt had a private one for her to use. she sighed and rolled her eyes and some girls flirting with the instrcutors, a kind of who can show the most skin battle. she chucked down her bag and walked over to the running machine, she turned it up slowly and began to jog
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Post by maddie on Apr 1, 2006 0:45:03 GMT -5
"Damnit!" Madison cursed as her Tredmill died "pice of shit." she mumbled angerly as she carefully stepped off of it. She was eight monthes along now but it was hard to tell and she was still the same old madison, the baby not slowing her down any. She pulled a strand of hair from her face and glanced around for the manager.
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alana
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Post by alana on Apr 1, 2006 12:22:05 GMT -5
amy slowed down her machine when she heard madison cursing, "problems?"
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Post by maddie on Apr 1, 2006 12:58:34 GMT -5
Madison glanced at the girl "yeah." she sighed taking a breathe.
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alana
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Post by alana on Apr 1, 2006 17:31:53 GMT -5
she got up and walked over to the machine, "well, you kinda screwed it up, you pressed the reset"
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Post by maddie on Apr 2, 2006 13:40:29 GMT -5
She ran a hand through her hair and leaned against the wall "can you fix it?" she asked in an unusually nice tone.
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Post by alana on Apr 2, 2006 13:44:03 GMT -5
she smiled and nodded, "you just press, finish, you need to start a new work out though" she looked down at the bump of maddies stomach, "i dont mean this rudely, but, if you're pregnant you're not actually allowed to use these running machines"
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Post by maddie on Apr 2, 2006 13:47:37 GMT -5
Madison simply rolled her eyes and got back on the macine "oh well I was never one to follow rules." she smiled and began running again.
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alana
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Post by alana on Apr 2, 2006 13:50:20 GMT -5
she shrugged "ok, just thought id let you know is all" she sighed as she walked over to the vending machine and began to put in the coins
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