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+oswald-fortheos-win

oswald-fortheos-win:

       Clara let out a light scoff, amused by the girl. Typical. “No, we don’t,” she answered, rolling her eyes. “I think it’s definitely Americans who have the stranger expressions.” She held out her hand. “Good to meet you, Aaliyah.”

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       ”What do us Americans say that’s so strange?” She inquired, not taking offence to the statement, but instead finding amusement in it. Eyeing the hand offered to her, it took her only a moment to decide to shake it, a grin appearing upon her features. “Sorry if I butted into somethin’ important — I get carried away, a lot.”

+coccinoregina

coccinoregina:

"Oh, sweetie.
    I’m the Queen of Hell.
      If you really need proof,
        I can show you but I’d rather not pull the tricks.”

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"Queen of downstairs, hm.
       Sounds like hard work, if y’ask me.”

+geekywitchchick

geekywitchchick:

"Oh, Nutella! That stuff is dangerous. Especially with vanilla cookies.. or on croissants." Jessica turned and gestured down the street, then started walking. "I’m an investigative reporter; amongst other things. I’m freelance, so I get to pick my stories, which means I get to travel where I want. It’s not a bad life, for the most part."

       ”Oh, yeah — downright lethal. But damn, does it taste good. I’m pretty sure I could live on that stuff if I tried.” She mused with a soft bark of a laugh, following the blonde’s paces down the street as they spoke. “Well, that’s pretty cool — does anythin’ really interesting ever come up?” She inquired curiously, brows raised in question at the other.

+1

oblitusmiles:

"Ahh.. So I was right about the bitch part."

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"What’s an animal like you doin’ round these parts."

"Whatever the hell I wanna do. Problem?"

+coccinoregina

coccinoregina:

"Oh, honey.
     I’m the Queen.
       I get what I want.”

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"The Queen. Huh.
       I wasn’t aware we had
                          a queen, but alright.
                                     Works for me, I guess.”

+1

oblitusmiles:

"Oh I don’t?"

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     “Well, I should.”

       What the hell was he?
A tinge of fear prickled up her spine, but she wasn’t one to back down.

"Try again."

+1

oblitusmiles:

Stepping up closer to her face, he leaned down slightly.

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"What’cha gonna do about it?
                                         Bitch.”

She glared up at him, her words a low hiss.

            “Honey, you don’t scare me.”

"If that was meant to offend me, then..
 —well, you’re gonna have to work a lot harder, sweetie.”

+1

oblitusmiles:

"Bitch, I’d step off if I were you.
         Don’t call me, honey.”

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"Don’t call me bitch, honey.
 Honestly, you’re a nasty piece o’work.”

+geekywitchchick

geekywitchchick:

"Well, I have to admit, the white chocolate mocha latte at Starbuck’s is worthy of admiration, but yeah, nothing wrong with new things." Jessica returned the grin. "Honestly, I’m not from here either. I travel a lot on my job, but I’ve been here long enough to be able to find the important places." She tilted her head a little and said, "Hey, I’m not busy at the moment; my next appointment isn’t for a couple of hours. I can show you the place I was just telling you about, if you want."

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       ”Oh, anything involving chocolate is most certainly under my list of favourites. Especially Nutella.” God, she was obsessed with the stuff, going as far as to eat it in spoonfuls without anything to accompany it. ”A job on the move — sounds like my kinda gig.” She mused, and only a brief moment later, she inquired once more. “So, whatcha do? Oh, and that’d be brilliant. If it ain’t too much trouble — cheers.”