Hey Alana, I'm sorry I keep bothering you, But-
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Thread Topic: Hey Alana, I'm sorry I keep bothering you, But-
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lolz, yesh, the brisk spokes person. xD
"That's Brisk, baby!"
I pulled back, looking into his eyes. "Really? You're serious?" A glimmer of hope ran through me.
Aw.. *sniffle* :3 -
I nodded slowly, Almost wanting to say No, Regretting my desicion.
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I smiled. "Okay. We'll start today after dinner. Randy, I'm really proud of you." Of course I was. Who wouldn't be? Randy is the most stubborn person I know. Having him making up his mind that he wants to get clean is a HUGE step.
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"Yeah, Yeah, Don't go all Dr. Drew on me!" Ironically enough it was my favorite show. You can actually live the irony! Aren't I a walk in the part?
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"Pfft, wouldn't think of it." I smiled. "Randy, Sam! We're going out for dinner tonight!" Tammy called up the stairs.
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I snickered. "C'mon, Dr. Drew." I took her hand, and Saw Tammy in the kitchen. I guess either Dad passed out in his room, Or he went out driving. Oh, My God. I AM like Dad.
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*Park
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I followed him downstairs. I didn't dare ask where Dad was, in fear that he'd magically appear before our eyes. Tammy brought us out to her car, a small little Toyota Camri, and drove us to downtown. "What kind of food are you two up for?" she asked.
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"I dunno. I'm up for anything really; I'm STARVIN'!" I chuckled. "How 'bout we all get spray tans, Rent a hotel, Get chicken and champagne and call It the Jersey Shore?"
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brb, Again.
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I giggled a bit. "One problem with that. We live no where near Jersey. And I'll eat anything as long as it's not some fast food junk."
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okie.
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"Hey, I like the Hotel and champagne part so...." I heard Tammy laugh.
('Member that song I told you about?) -
*Chokes on saliva*
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I looked over at him and raised my eyebrows. "Remember what you said before."
(yesh)
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