From: legaux |
Date: January 11th, 2011 12:22 am (UTC) |
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She rolled her eyes. There was no use even yelling at him; she could bitch him out until she was blue in the face, but he wouldn't notice because he'd be busy checking her out. What the hell was he looking for, anyway? For one thing she was fully dressed, and for another, he'd seen it all last night anyway. What was the big mystery?
Following him out the door, she commented, "If your idea of breakfast is healthy shit, I'm out of here. I need grease and salt and fat."
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