07-05-2018, 11:11 AM
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"Some big holiday," she explained to Roy, shrugging one shoulder. When she had lived in the city, she had seen them celebrate the fourth of July. It was one of the wildest things she had over experienced in her life. Humans often went feral. But it was fun. "Americans celebrate their independence - or something like that." She knew she had read about it before, but she couldn't quite recall all the intimate details.
Her gaze then settled on Gordon, and she shook her head as if to dismiss the other female's worries. "Don't worry about them. They'll be nice while they're here, or I'll throw 'em the fuck out." Suiteheart wasn't going to tolerate any bullshit other groups gave them tonight.
"Some big holiday," she explained to Roy, shrugging one shoulder. When she had lived in the city, she had seen them celebrate the fourth of July. It was one of the wildest things she had over experienced in her life. Humans often went feral. But it was fun. "Americans celebrate their independence - or something like that." She knew she had read about it before, but she couldn't quite recall all the intimate details.
Her gaze then settled on Gordon, and she shook her head as if to dismiss the other female's worries. "Don't worry about them. They'll be nice while they're here, or I'll throw 'em the fuck out." Suiteheart wasn't going to tolerate any bullshit other groups gave them tonight.
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[glow=black,10,100]GOT MY DEGREE IN THE GUTTER,[/glow]
[glow=black,1,100]MY HEART BROKEN IN THE DORMS OF THE IVY LEAGUE