The Ship of Theseus (Galatine / Sephora)
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				Title: <strong>The Ship of Theseus (Galatine / Sephora)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Galatine</strong> on <strong>05-06-2009, 07:02:22</strong>
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				It was a gorgeous night. Being the small town that it was, Aspen Run went almost completely dark when the sun set, and it had set hours ago, allowing the night sky to deepen into an almost pitch black between the stars. There were a few street lights here and there of course, but it only took fifteen minutes to walk from the edge of town to an area where the forest around the town began. And if you looked up, it was as if you could see every star in the sky, billions upon billions of them. You could see every nook and cranny of the full moon that hung over head tonight. Not that Isaac Turner was paying the sky above much mind at the moment.<br><br>Perhaps the best word to describe Isaac was "lean". Though he was almost six feet tall he was a bit of a lightweight. And while he had often claimed in the past to be stronger than he looked, you couldn't tell by looking at him. Most people just thought of him as the youngest of the librarians in the Aspen Run Public Library, twenty four not being the typical age you thought of when you pictured "librarian". He was quiet, generally unassuming, and more or less passive. Straight laced and calm. Certainly not the life of the party. They would be in for a shock if they saw the state he was in at the moment.<br><br>His normally dark brown hair was matted with sweat, tousled. Instead of a patient long-strided walk, he was running as fast as he could go, breathing heavily from the exertion. And his normally calm gray eyes now showed a wild desperation, darting to look at every shadow. Normally his work clothes were more or less presentable, a professional long-sleeved shirt and slacks. But here his shirt was torn across his chest, blood welling up from long, deep scratches. He clutched his upper left arm with his opposite hand, blood welling up between his fingers, and staining the ruined sleeve. His slacks were in a similar state, torn in multiple places.<br><br>Isaac finally reached his destination. This was the home of his best friend, his oldest friend. He had known her forever, and there was no one he trusted more. And honestly? No one he felt safer and more comfortable around. And he needed that right now. It wasn't every day you got attacked and bitten by a dog almost as large as you are. Taking his right hand away for a moment, he pounded on the door with his fist, too exhausted by his running to shout for her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Ship of Theseus (Galatine / Sephora)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>05-06-2009, 07:34:43</strong>
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				Alice Watson had only gotten home around forty-five minutes before Isaac had started banging on her door.&nbsp; Upon returning home, she went through her normal routine.&nbsp; She took a shower, ridding her body of the grease and the grime that always wound up on her body after a long days work.&nbsp; As the only female mechanic at the Aspen Auto Shop, Alice often found herself working twice as hard to prove herself capable.&nbsp; The need to make herself equal to her peers often had her snapping with aggression at a moments notice.&nbsp; This was a woman who was not afraid to be the bitch, the blond haired female being famous for her harsh attitude.<br><br>Finishing her shower, Alice dresses in a sweat suit before she rummages through her fridge. Grabbing a bottle of beer, she opens it lazily before she bunkers down on her couch, and begins flipping through the channels on television.&nbsp; It was the middle of the week, and she was exhausted, wanting nothing more than the weekend to come.&nbsp; She was tired, sore, and she was more than ready to spend the rest of her night vegging out in front of the TV. <br><br>This was not to happen.<br><br>Hearing the banging on the door, Alice's first assumption was that it was a random ex-boyfriend who'd gotten drunk and had decided that the smartest thing to do was to give her a piece of their mind.&nbsp; Regardless of Alice's confidant nature, she always seemed to find the only guys in town who were complete and total rats.&nbsp; It didn't seem possible, considering how small Aspen Run was, but Alice always seemed to take the worst ones home with her.&nbsp; The process was simple.&nbsp; She'd go to a bar, find a guy, realize he was an asshole, dump them, complain to Issac, go out drinking, and the process would repeat itself.<br><br>So when she looked through her eyehole on her door and saw Isaac, she had to admit, she was suprised.&nbsp; Normally her friend was much softer in his efforts to reach her.&nbsp; Instantly worried, she unlocks the door and opens it wide.&nbsp; "Isaac?&nbsp; Whats wrong?" she demands, ushering him inside.&nbsp; Then she see's the blood.<br><br>"What the fuck happened to you?" the green eyed girl all but roars at him as she see's the slashes.&nbsp; "Who did this to you?" she demands, her words an echo of their past; when she had beat up the other children on the playground for bullying her friend.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Ship of Theseus (Galatine / Sephora)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Galatine</strong> on <strong>05-06-2009, 08:08:07</strong>
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				Isaac stumbled inside. Thank God she was here. He wouldn't have known where to go if she wasn't. Now that he wasn't running for his life he realized how much he hurt. His arm felt like it was on fire, and his chest felt little better. The small part of his mind holding on to rationality in the face of his injury realized that he was probably in shock, observing the pain his body felt with a manner that seemed almost disinterested. Another part of him was annoyed and screaming at the first part, he fucking hurt! Their argument made a heavy metal concert seem quieter than the battle going on in his shell shocked brain.<br><br>He leaned against the wall as soon as he got in, trying to catch his breath, slow his heartbeat, calm down. Calm down so he could answer Alice's questions. The annoyingly rational portion of his shocked mind pointed out that he was dripping blood on her wall so he had better hurry up before Alice went to try and find whatever had done this herself. The other parts of his mind, for the most part, ignored it.<br><br>"A dog....a...fucking big dog....as big..as big as me... It...it ambushed me....when I got done closing...came out of the woods...knocked me down."<br><br>A new wave of pain shot down his arm at the memory of the attack, it felt like all the blood in his arm was boiling.<br><br>"It...bit me...before I..before I managed to get away...I...I think...I think I need to sit down now..."<br><br>The adrenaline fueled energy he had been running on until now had just conked out. The full amount of his mental and physical exhaustion hitting him as he slid down the wall to sit hard on the floor. Belatedly, he looked up finally registering what his mind had told him about his dripping blood from his arm onto the wall. Suddenly, it just seemed absurd. He chuckled. God, he felt like an idiot, or that could just be his mind trying to deal with the pain. He didn't really care which at this point.<br><br>"Ha hahaha...sorry...sorry about that. I'll...I'll clean that up...I...don't suppose you... happen to have some....bandages? And some...some beer....God...God, I need a drink...."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Ship of Theseus (Galatine / Sephora)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>05-06-2009, 08:25:04</strong>
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				"A dog! Your kidding!" Alice exclaims as she slowly begins to guide the bleeding Isaac away from her wall and towards the couch as he begins to slide to the floor.&nbsp; Shifting his undamaged arm over her her shoulder, Alice aids in carrying his body weight across the small distance.&nbsp; Making sure he was safe on the couch, the blonde begins to head towards her kitchen, off to find the things he requested.&nbsp; <br><br>"There's an open bottle of beer on the table next to you" She calls out as she begins to dig around for her first aid kit.&nbsp; How long had it been since she'd used the damn thing?&nbsp; After a minute or two of tearing through her drawers, she finally finds it.&nbsp; <br><br>Rushing back to Issac, she pulls out the slightly aged bandages and a vial of disinfectant.&nbsp; "Ok.&nbsp; I've heard that this hurts like a bitch, so prepare yourself." She says, before pouring the disinfectant on his wound, not knowing how much to use; and assuming that more was better than less.&nbsp; After they'd gone through that little experiance, she begins to wrap him up; hoping it would stop the blood from pouring out of him.&nbsp; <br><br>"So what happened, a dog just like, what? Came out of the woods and bit you? Did it look like it had rabies? Oh my god! What if you had rabies?!" Alice exclaims with wide eyes, now that the main issue was over with, her imagination had time to work its way around the situation.<br><br>"At least your alive." Alice breathes out with a sigh before taking a seat next to him, shaking her head.&nbsp; "Did you recognize the dog? Maybe the Roberts rottweiler got out again, and decided to take down whoever it could before it got caught again." she jokes lightly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Ship of Theseus (Galatine / Sephora)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Galatine</strong> on <strong>05-06-2009, 21:58:50</strong>
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				"Thanks."<br><br>Isaac lay down on the couch, his injured arm hanging over the side. Shifting himself, he came up to a half-seated position, reaching to the nearby table to grab the beer. Nominally it would dull his senses and the pain from the bite, allow him to bear through the disinfecting and bandaging of them. But honestly? He just wanted to get drunk. To push the memory of the attack away in a haze of alcohol. He was half-way through the bottle when Alice got back. And then she began to pour the disinfectant on.<br><br>"AGGH! FUCK!"<br><br>Hurt like a bitch was a bit of an understatement. It felt like his mind was going to implode. His right hand squeezed the bottle, his knuckles turning white, trying to give himself something else to concentrate on. And then it was over, though it still stung a bit. Alice was wrapping his injuries up. Breathing a sigh of releif, Isaac quickly downed the rest of the beer and put the empty bottle back down on the table. He didn't notice the small, hairline fractures spider-webbing from where his fingers squeezed it.<br><br>He sat up as she moved to sit down next to him, asking him questions. He shook his head.<br><br>"It didn't look like it had rabies. I mean, it wasn't foaming at the mouth or anything. So I think I should be safe from that." He shook his head again, trying to clear away some of the haze from his memory. "I..I didn't recognize it. It could have been the Robert's dog. But it seemed, I don't know...bigger." He chuckled wryly. "Maybe I was a bit too scared to notice though. It could have just been a feral dog. They keep talking about how there's supposed to be a couple in the woods. Just a year ago the Davis' lost a cat to one. Remember?"<br><br>He laughed. "I don't think I'll ask for closing hours for a while though. Wait until I can get a car."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Ship of Theseus (Galatine / Sephora)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>06-06-2009, 03:30:31</strong>
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				Hearing him shout blood murder over the disinfectant, Alice began to wonder if she added just a little bit too much.&nbsp; She wished she had payed more attention to all those hospital shows that showed people getting wrapped up all the time; as she found herself having an odd level of difficulty wrapping the man up.&nbsp; Not sure if she should allow it to be loose, or if it should be tight.&nbsp; She supposed she hadn't done too bad though, as the blood wasn't seeping out of the wound.&nbsp; "I warned you it would hurt." she offers up with a sympathetic smile over his agony at the disinfectant.&nbsp; <br><br>"Thats the problem with living in the city." She complains lowly as she rises back to her feet.&nbsp; "We have to deal with all these wild animals running all over the place." she says with a sigh as he references the deceased cat that the Davis had lost a year before.&nbsp; There had been a miniature campaign over it, people wanting to keep a higher patrol for wild animals, but had dissolved into nothing after a week or two.&nbsp; <br><br>"You keep on talking about getting a car, but I keep on telling you its the wrong way to go." she says as she walks into her kitchen and pulls out two new bottles of beer.&nbsp; "You've gotta make your own, start from scratch.&nbsp; With my help, you'll wind up saving money in the long run." she says as she returns to the couch.&nbsp; "I mean, these days the average car is only made to survive ten years.&nbsp; A car I make for you? It'll last forever." she says; plopping down next to her friend once more.&nbsp; This conversation they were having was one they'd had for the past six years, and it usually ended the same way.&nbsp; While it was true, that Alice could easily make a car from scratch, the price tag on that custom made vehicle? Not exactly small.<br><br>"Here." she says, offering him one of the beers in her hands.&nbsp; "It doesn't look like the first one did the trick." She says wryly; her eyes filled with sympathy for her pained friend.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Ship of Theseus (Galatine / Sephora)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Galatine</strong> on <strong>06-06-2009, 06:36:25</strong>
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				The pain began to recede into a quite background throbbing as Isaac watched her get up. He sighed and smiled up. "Well its at least quiet here, I would prefer dealing with wild animals over wild people." As she went into the kitchen he tentatively moved his bandaged arm around. It felt sore, but he wasn't bleeding through. She had done a good job. He would have to remember to change them in the morning though.<br><br>And of course as she came back the conversation went back to the car. She kept offering to build one for him, if he could get the money to buy the parts. The same offer six years running. He was beginning to think that by now it was more out of playful habit than any seriousness. After all, she had been "rebuilding" an old, busted car for herself for almost as long. And their conversations usually ended with him teasing her about that very fact as an old joke. It wasn't like either of them were swimming in cash after all. He could no more afford to buy a car from a dealer than ask Alice to build one for him. And he suspected she was in much the same straits. But, there was no reason to break their familiar routine now. Probably all the more reason not to with what had happened.<br><br>He reached over to take the offered beer, smiling and his voice with just a dash of sarcasm in it. "Thanks. And you keep saying that, but I'm still not sure I trust you about it. After all, how long have you been working on that piece of junk in your garage?" He raised a questioning eyebrow and half smiled as he took a drink from the bottle in hand, tensing up the side facing her for what he knew was coming.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Ship of Theseus (Galatine / Sephora)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>07-06-2009, 02:28:52</strong>
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				"I don't care about that.&nbsp; I'm telling you man, the second I get enough money; I'm taking my car and driving across the country.&nbsp; See the world, ya know?" Alice says with an over the top wave of her arm; her eyes looking past Isaac and into the beyond of her dreams.&nbsp; Where it was just her, her vehicle, and the open road.&nbsp; "There's more to the world than this god forsaken town Isaac, and I wanna be a part of it." she says with a dreamy smile before taking a long gulp of her beer.<br><br>"Piece of junk? <em>junk</em>?" She repeats with a disgruntled snort as she turns her body to her friend, punching him in his uninjured shoulder.&nbsp; "How dare you talk about my baby that way!?" she exclaims with laughing eyes and a dark scowl.&nbsp; Any and all maternal instincts Alice had went into the disembodied car she stored in her garage.&nbsp; Every day she'd work a little on it, putting together the engine; then realizing something wasn't perfect with it and taking it apart again. Working and reworking it over and over, obsessed with putting together the perfect automobile.&nbsp; Of course, the issue with that was she didn't have enough money to actually MAKE that perfect vehicle. So often enough the parts she added were partially broken ones from the garage she worked at.&nbsp; But still, Alice loved that car more than anything else in her life; treating it like a favorite puppy.<br><br>"Oh, and I broke up with Vinnie again, so if he goes by the library can you tell him that I say to leave you alone and that he can eat shit and die?" Alice asks with another sip of beer. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Ship of Theseus (Galatine / Sephora)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Galatine</strong> on <strong>11-06-2009, 08:56:00</strong>
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				"Hehe, when you do get out of here then, be sure to send me a postcard." Isaac laughed as she punched his shoulder over his comments about her "baby". Their familiar routine, a concrete sign of their odd friendship. It was reassuring to go through it, and it still made him laugh. If he didn't have Alice to joke around with, to lighten up around and laugh with...<br><br>Well that was neither here nor there was it? There was no use dwelling on things like that anyway. He was still chuckling between in between drinks when Alice mentioned Vinnie. Of all the idiots that Alice went out with, he would have to say that Vinnie took the cake. The man thought only with one head, and it wasn't the one on his shoulders. Possessive bastard too. Isaac lost count of the number of times Vinnie had showed up at his job to accuse Isaac of 'stealing' Alice from him. He sighed to himself, as much as he loved his old friend, there was no accounting for her taste in men. After all, she still hung out with Isaac didn't she? <br><br>He chuckled, half at himself, as he looked over sympathetically. "Again? How many times does that make it now? What excuse did he try to use on you this time? I could use another laugh."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Ship of Theseus (Galatine / Sephora)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>11-06-2009, 21:40:41</strong>
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				"You got it." she says with a light salute before leaning back against the couch; staring blankly at the television, not really watching what was on TV, and not caring regardless.<br><br>"Ugh. Don't get me started." she mutters lowly, rising her feet up and placing them casually on the coffee table in front of her couch.&nbsp; Taking another long swig of her beer, Alice glares blandly into the air.&nbsp; "I caught him in bed with Lisa." she mutters lowly.&nbsp; "Fake blond bimbo with fake breasts." she grumbles lowly to herself, before taking yet another long gulp of beer; needing the buzz.&nbsp; "That asshole didn't even try to hide it! It's like, he didn't even bother to cheat on me with some class; you know, doing it in a motel where no one knows them or something?" she says in disbelief.&nbsp; "Not only did Joey," the bartender at the local pub, "see them slobbering all over each other at the bar, but he sexed her up in his house; knowing that I was going to show up the next morning!" she exclaims with a wave of her hand.&nbsp; <br><br>"I'm going to need another beer." she says as she stares at her now near empty bottle. "Fucking asshole." she spits out for good measure.&nbsp; <br><br>"You were right Issac, you were so right.&nbsp; You knew I shouldn't have given Vinnie another chance, but I did. You told me not to, but I did. That stupid god damn asshole...well thats it.&nbsp; From here on out, I'm listening to you.&nbsp; No more bastard assed doughbags for me." she says with a sniff; her usual speech after this kind of breakup. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Ship of Theseus (Galatine / Sephora)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Galatine</strong> on <strong>15-06-2009, 08:52:46</strong>
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				Different name, same story. He didn't know what drew men like Vinnie to her, or what drew her to them. He honestly did not know. He thought to himself as he listened. That was another thing he never undrestood. Were these men all suicidal? Did they *want* to test their luck like this? To be frank Alice was scary when she got mad, and he got a front row seat to that after every nasty break-up. She would shout, mutter, make vaugely worded threats while Isaac listened, nodded, and wished his best friend could find a decent guy for once.<br><br>Though knowing their luck every decent guy within a hundred miles was spoken for already. Well at least he could support her, and try to warn her better next time. The cynical part of him doubted that would change though.<br><br>He put a hand on her shoulder and smiled reassuringly. "Of course I am. You'll get the right guy one of these days. Law of averages and all that. The universe has to throw you a bone at some point right?" He raised an eyebrow and offered a sardonic smile as he reached over for her bottle, rising. "I'll get the next pair."<br><br>He made his way into the kitchen, shouting back. "Besides, God knows I can't come drink your beer and ruin your day every night."<br><br>He came back, handing Alice a fresh bottle. "So..." He raised his bottle, feeling a pleasent fuzzy sensation in his head. This was going to feel just great in the morning. But it wasn't like he had to work then anyway. "To Vinnie! May all his beer be watered down, and his privates filled with herpes."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Ship of Theseus (Galatine / Sephora)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>15-06-2009, 22:47:12</strong>
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				"Yeah, you'll get the next pair from MY fridge." she says with a snort.&nbsp; They always drank together, but as nice a guy as Isaac was, for some reason or another it was always her that payed for the drinks.&nbsp; "And the universe has thrown me a bone Issac, that's why I've got you." she says with a wink before taking the bottle from him and popping it open.&nbsp; "To drink my beers, and to ruin my days." she teases lightly.<br><br>"To Vinnie and his herpes!" Alice cheers out before downing a quarter of her new beer in one go.&nbsp; Her head was beginning to fuzz in the most delightful of ways, and it eased her frustration considerably. <br><br>Normally, this would be the point in the usual chain of events where Alice would decide to get out of her funk and go to the bar, dragging Isaac with her to make sure she didn't meet any assholes.&nbsp; Which he failed to do, every time.&nbsp; It wasn't his fault.&nbsp; After a certain point, there was no stopping Alice once she decided she wanted to have sex with someone.&nbsp; Of course, tonight Alice really didn't think heading out to the bar would be such a good idea.&nbsp; She was tired, and Isaac nearly had his arm ripped off.&nbsp; Somehow she didn't think that the man who'd been suffering such severe blood loss that he had to collapse against her wall would be up for bar hopping.<br><br>Speaking of, she should probably figure out some way to get rid of the blood on her walls.&nbsp; Somehow she didn't think any future guests she might have would take the sight all too well. Contemplating it for a moment or two, Alice shrugs it off.&nbsp; She was feeling lazy and irritable, she'd clean up tomorrow. Besides, cleaning when drunk was never a good idea.<br><br>"Whatever.&nbsp; I need to get my mind off it." she says after a few minutes of silence spent sipping their drinks and staring at the television screen.&nbsp; "Hows your day been? You know, besides the whole nearly getting your arm getting bit off thing?" she asks lazily.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Ship of Theseus (Galatine / Sephora)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Galatine</strong> on <strong>29-06-2009, 05:46:15</strong>
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				"Boring. Absolutely boring. Not much of a change actually. Did manage to catch up on my reading though. How about you?"<br><br>It was true, working at a library in this town was asking for solitude. Not that he minded. The few people who did come in regularly were nice enough. Like George Mason, an ancient army veteran who occasionally showed Isaac some card tricks. Of course then there were the times when some jealous idiots came running though. But none of that had happened today. Hardly anything interesting happened. Isaac's drink-addled mind was beginning to piece together a theory that maybe having his arm almost bit off was the universes' way of giving him his life's due of excitement all in one lump sum. He just wished it had decided on a less painful way to do it. Winning the lottery would have been nice for example...<br><br>He caught the clock out of the corner of his eye. It was almost 3 AM. God, it was already that late? Maybe it was just the beer too, but he felt tired. Bone tired. And he didn't relish the thought of walking back home drunk off his ass and injured at night. He sighed. "Mind if I use your couch tonight? Its getting late..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Ship of Theseus (Galatine / Sephora)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>29-06-2009, 06:14:17</strong>
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				"Ugh. I'd prefer that kind of boredom over what I've gone through today." Alice grumbles out before downing the last of her new bottle of beer, not even bothering to pretend that she was above chugging her alcohol.<br><br>"<em>Besides</em> discovering Vinnie in bed with a no good floozy," she begins roughly, before quietly adding a few more choice curses at the man, along with a few questionably threatening statements regarding him, his manhood, and a blender; she continues on with her earlier talk.&nbsp; "I had to deal with cleaning up a horribly torn apart car.&nbsp; You wouldn't believe this thing!&nbsp; The entire top looked like it had been torn off!&nbsp; My boss, you know; Richie? He says that it must have been an angry bear or something...it was crazy! I'm going to be working on it for the rest of the month, I can just tell.&nbsp; I can't believe the owner doesn't want to just buy a new one or something.&nbsp; He's going to be paying through the fucking nose on this one though." she says with a snort.&nbsp; Not very ladylike, Alice.<br><br>"Of course you can stay Issac." Alice says with a nonchalant wave of her hand.&nbsp; "I wouldn't dream of forcing you out after you nearly get eaten like that." she jokes before rising to her feet.&nbsp; "Your right, itt IS getting late, and I've gotta get up pretty early tomorrow." she says with a frown as she glances at her clock. <br><br>"I'm off to bed, see you in the morning." the blond says casually before walking off and into her bedroom, not bothering to give her friend blankets.&nbsp; He knew his way around her home well enough to know where they were and get them himself.<br><br>Come morning, she'd just go out and buy them coffee and donuts.&nbsp; They hadn't slept over each others houses since middle school; before Alice grew tits!&nbsp; They could reminisce.&nbsp; <br><br>
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