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			The man smiled, downing the rest of his own drink as well. The part of making him show her why she would want to join omega amused him, having other things in mind then she probably had "Let's get going then." He said, putting their glasses on the table, before leading her upstairs. At some other doors muffled sounds of sex were heard, to be expected, until he let her go into his house. It was slightly messy, but not all too much, and had mostly darker colours. In the back his installation, with an acoustic guitar, a black electric one with a flame design, and a bass guitar, in the middle of the room a comfy (really comfy) Couch of which the coverings had been changed multiple times. It looked like he was nearly as rich as her, though he wouldn't ever brag  about it "Want to see the bedroom?" He asked her, knowing where that would hopefully lkead.
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</blockquote><br/><br/>Trista walked along with him and ignored the noises from other rooms as she knew how parties went. once in his room she took it all in and smiled. it was a really nice place and he seemed to have taste in his color scheme and decorations. at his mentioning the bedroom she pined him with a careful curious look. "that depends on you and your intentions" she told him being blunt on things as she waited his response first.<br/><br/><hr class="bbc-hr bbc-hr--3"/><blockquote class="bbCodeBlock bbCodeBlock--expandable bbCodeBlock--quote js-expandWatch" data-attributes="" data-quote="solitaryman" data-source="">
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			Thomas smiled, "I'm glad to hear that Storm, just want to be sure."  He gestured as he saw an empty pool table not far from where they were standing, "Lets play.  I'll rack you break." He concentrated on the rack and moved it into place on the table, then did the same to put all the numbered balls into a tight rack.  When he finished, he looked at Storm, "Go ahead and break." He sat his drink down and fetched a pool stick from the holder nearby.
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</blockquote><br/><br/>((go easy on me i havent played pool in 10 years lmao))<br/><br/>Storm smiled and went to grab a poll stick and then waited for him to get done settign the rack. with a careful eye she thought of her intent on the break then leaned over the table and did a hard break hoping to get a couple in on the first shot. however that wasnt the case as the balls scattered all over the table but none went in. laughign to herself she moved to stand back and let him have a try at things.