Soap?
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Thread Topic: Soap?
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Ryan laid down on the couch, spilling the can of beer on the floor as he literally passed out right then and there with most of the boys doing the same.
Petro looked up at James and he stood up and nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine," he said simply while pulling out his gun again. He just felt more safe with it out. "She's in the basement, right?" he questioned just to double check. For some odd reason, Petro didn't feel scared, or excited or anything, he just felt kind of empty. He just wanted Zoey back, and that's all he cared about. -
James nodded and walked back out. "Ryan has the keys.." He said and looked at Petro with a grin look.
Zoey leaned up against the wall and stared at the door, waiting for someone to get out but she heard everyone quiet down and assumed they would be going to sleep soon. -
"It's a simple door, not a real strong lock... I could always just unscrew the thing. Do you know where I could get a screw driver, a manual one would be nice, won't be so noisy," Petro stated, though it still seemed as if he was talking to himself a bit. He sighed and took another deep breath, he suddenly felt like he needed to try twice as hard to breathe.
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James nodded an walked away before coming back with a screw driver. "I'll stay on the look out." He leaned against the counter and pretended to be drawing on the counter with a marker.
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Petro nodded. "Thanks man. I owe you a lot," he stated while heading quickly, yet quietly, towards the basement. He sighed when he came tot he locked door and he tested the doorknob. Locked, like James had said. Petro bent down and he started to unscrew the screws, which turned out to be a really easy job. The nob dropped to the floor with a thud, but it wasn't too loud which was a good thing.
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Zoey's head snapped up and she frowned, thinking she heard a noise. She waited quietly and stared at the the door. She waited quietly and felt her muscles tense up and narrowed her eyes.
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With cat like quickness and quietness, Petro made his way down the stairs. He looked around; all the other rooms were open, except for one. Petro made his way towards the door and he instantly started on working to unscrew it. He worked quicker than he did last time, and soon enough the doorknob was dropping on the ground. He pushed the door open and he looked around. "Zoey?" he questioned quietly.
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At the same time the door was pushed open Zoey sprang out and aimed a fist for whoevers face happened to be in her 'room'. Anger rushed through her veins as she also tried to yell some curse words at her attacker.
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A fist contacted with Petro's face and he grunted. He had to admit, Zoey threw good punches. "Zoey!" Petro said, though he tried to keep his voice down. "Stop it! It's me! It's Petro!"
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Zoey slumped against his body as she inhaled his scent and wrapped herself around him. "Petro!" She squealed and suddenly covered his faces in kisses. "Omg you do not understand how scared I am and how much that guy is a jerk and.." Her words all jumbled together.
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Petro laughed a little but he also wanted to cover Zoey's mouth at the same time. "Zoey, shh, shh. We have to be quiet, okay? They're going to hear us and then we'll get in a bigger mess, okay?" Petro said, but he couldn't help but smile and laugh and hug her and kiss her. He had gotten her back before anything bad had happened to her.
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Merry Christmas!!)
Zoey nodded and unlatched herself of Petro and looked up at him sheepishly. "Sorry.." She mumbled like a little kid who had just gotten caught with her hand in a cookie jar.
Jen frowned and crawled off the cot and crosse her arms over her chest. "Who are you?" She hissed quietly and narrowed her cat like eyes. Jen always have off the first impression of an angry cat or a wild storm ready to burn down things in her path. -
Merry Christmas to you too~! ^~^)
Petro smiled and gave Zoey a quick kiss on the lips before Jen spoke up. When she did Petro looked at the red head. She seemed to have been stuck in that basement for a while judging on how she looked. "I'm the guy that's getting your ass out of here," he stated while looking her dead in the eye. Then Petro looked over towards the stairs as if someone had heard him. "And we don't have much time either," he stated. "They're all passed out and drunk for now, but I've seen them fight drunk. We have to get out of here soon." -
James watched as one of the boys got up and walked into the kitchen, eye James and then walk back into his room. Letting out a sigh of relief he tried to act natural and continue his drawings.
Zoey nodded and hugged Jen. "Come on.. He'll get us out safe and sound." She promised with a smile. "I'll keep you safe Jen." The two girls hugged again and waited for Petro to lead them up the stairs.
(How's your Christmas?) -
Pretty good, yours? I have to get ready to go to my dads so I'll be on and off for a while ))
Petro nodded and he took out his gun and put it in his hand as he walked towards the steps. He waved for the two girls to follow him as he slowly made his way up the stairs, careful for him not to make any sound so he didn't wake any of the drunk boys up stairs. He finally made it to the landing and he peered around to make sure that no one was there and when he saw the coast was clear he moved out of the way so the girls could get up passed the stairs too.
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