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[11 Mar 2013|12:12am] |
Thoreau was, yes, okay, a bit of a slut, but he figured he was just having fun for himself and his sister. Romy needed to loosen up and his was his job to show her how to do that by having sex with cute boys and then snogging their boyfriends to make up for it. And he always came back to Rooney and Radley in the end, even if he wasn't very clear with either of them about what was going on.
It was three-thirty in the morning and he'd forgotten his keys and Walden was never happy when he rang the doorbell and woke up the whole house, so Thoreau was leaning against a three outside their house, trying to decide if texting Rooney to wake him or attempting to sneak in the way he'd snuck out was a better idea. Thoreau settled on texting, pulling his phone out of his pocket.
Roooooo
Need rescuuuuuue
:(
Noky!
Im horny to please!
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[11 Mar 2013|01:44am] |
Pyxis had been comfortable lying in Rider's bed, but he was hogging all the covers and that wasn't cool. She slipped out of bed and put one of his t-shits on over her knickers and walked out of the room. She contemplated if she'd want breakfast before she decided she was too tired and walked into the guest room.
She rubbed at her eyes and flopped down on the bed without looking, not noticing the boy already in the bed. She grumbled. When had the bed in the guest room got lumpy?
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