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Post by Caroline Valde on Jun 22, 2006 12:28:01 GMT -5
"How do you think I found you?" She asked jokingly. "Yep, someone was loud enough for me to hear them. So, if you don't mind I'll see you later."
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Post by Kingsley Shacklebolt on Jun 22, 2006 12:31:15 GMT -5
"Fine then." Kingsley said. Without any warning he stalked back off to his table.
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Post by Caroline Valde on Jun 22, 2006 12:36:44 GMT -5
"Bye," Caroline waved cheerfully heading out the door. She looked at her watch again and hoped the owner of Zonko's was still here. She took a bag she had been hiding out of her cloke, for it was getting heavy, threw it over her shoulder, and disappeared down the street.
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Post by Michael Jordan on Jun 22, 2006 12:36:53 GMT -5
By the time Kingsley returned to the table Michael was sipping the very end of his drink. "Hey Kingy, we should do this more often. If you don't want your Firewhiskey, I'll get it." He made a clumsy pass for the drink and nearly spilt it.
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Post by Kingsley Shacklebolt on Jun 22, 2006 21:55:45 GMT -5
For once Kingsley didn't object to the stealing of his drink. He continued to stare off into space and left the talking to the others.
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