Morals, Goals, Change. What are they Exactly?
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Thread Topic: Morals, Goals, Change. What are they Exactly?
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(Nope. Post when you have something to post.)
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Al said to Zoey "Thanks for helping me, honey. But do you think you can tone down the excitement, I don't want the truck leaving without us."
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Oh. Yeah. Sorry. Zoey replied, calming down. She walked upstairs to help her siblings bring their stuff down. Need any help Ink? Zoey asked.
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Ink had just finished packing everything away when she walked in. He grinned at her "yeah just a lil" he said as he picked up one of the boxes, altering tge gravity around him to make it lighter
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Zoey nodded and lifted another one of the boxes. She could tell she was holding his glass collector paints because the box made a bit of a ding whenever she moved it too fast. Hey... What would happen if I drop this box? She teased as they walked down the stairs.
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Ink visibly pailed "please dont" he said quickly, his face nearly as white as his hair as he followed her out to the van
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Dont worry. Im just teasing. Zoey laughed, carefully placing the box into the truck. So where are we moving to? Zoey asked, making sure her boxes were separated from everyone elses.
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Al started putting in the speakers from their living room into the van.
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Ink pouted "tgat wasnt funny" he said before blinking at her question "i don know. Ask dad" he said with a shrug before running inside to get another box
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I was asking Dad. Zoey replied, rolling her eyes. Why not you go find Rachel? We have to leave soon and her stuff isnt packed. Zoey asked Ink.
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Ink came back with another box and pouted at her before nodding "ok!" he said cheerfully before darting back in to the house to look for her
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Al said "Somewhere called Lubbock, Texas. I heard it's a good place to raise a family."
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Zoey smiled. Texas? Cool! She replied. How long will it take to get there? She asked, frowning at the idea of sleeping in the car. She liked long road trips. But she didnt like sleeping in the car.
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Al said "Shouldn't take us any longer than 8 hours if we leave early enough."
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Rachel was sitting in the floor of her room of the house, in her usual , painting on her hand with a small paint brush. She sighed, not wanting to leave their home.
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