Dope-Soap
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Thread Topic: Dope-Soap
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Jackson studied her expression, realization appearing in his drunken eyes in less than a minute.
"I'm drunk, I don't know what I'm saying!" he exclaims, trying to roll the subject off as he picks up the alcohol bottle again. . -
(I am the queen of predicting outcomes, surprises, shippings, plot twists, and jump scares.
YOU, YOUNG LADY....
are the first person to surprise me with a plot twist in years!!!) -
(OML!! I AM?!!!!! WOAHHHHHHH!!! I FEEL HELLA GROOVY RN)
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Suddenly all of Kylie's usual... Er... let's call it spirit... returned to her. She grabbed the box of alcohol out of his hands and rested it on the Balcony railing. "Tell me what the hell you mean or the alcohol falls." She told him. On second thought, she had a better idea. "Actually, take the alcohol. It appears you need it." She told him, putting the box down before standing carefully on the railing, holding her arms out for balance. "Tell me what the hell you're talking about now." She told him. (Yes. She's insane. We knew that already.)
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Jackson stared at the box instead of her. He may be tipsy but he's conscious.
"Jaden met Mina because I set them up. I didn't know you were so in love with him, I swear. He told me that if I helped him get laid I would get paid. He said he wasn't getting anything good from his girlfriend and at the time I really needed some cash. But, then he got caught cheating and as a result, he didn't give me the money. At the time I barely even knew you and I thought Jaden was only looking for a one night stand. I was desperate for money and didn't even think about the possible consequences. Kylie, believe me when I say I'm sorry because I am," he states in a jumble. -
Jackson stared at the box instead of her. He may be tipsy but he's conscious.
"Jaden met Mina because I set them up. I didn't know you were so in love with him, I swear. He told me that if I helped him get laid I would get paid. He said he wasn't getting anything good from his girlfriend and at the time I really needed some cash. But, then he got caught cheating and as a result, he didn't give me the money. At the time I barely even knew you and I thought Jaden was only looking for a one night stand. I was desperate for money and didn't even think about the possible consequences. Kylie, believe me when I say I'm sorry because I am," he states in a jumble. -
Kate took a deep breath. "So you run some sort of prostitution thing?" She asked, climbing down from the railing as she gave him a look of confusion and disgust. Then her expression calmed and she studied him. "Would you arrest the man who sold the assasin a gun with the murder charges?" She then asked. "No. So it's not your fault. You just sold him the gun. He came in with the intent to use it and he was the one who used it. It was none of your buisness why he wanted to use it. You just sold him the gun." She sighed, using this as a metaphor.
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(s---. She's not angry?)
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(She's weird. Go with it.)
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(Don't get me wrong, there will be talk about running a prostitution program, however that's something for another day.
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(I thought she'd stop seeing Jackson, and then Tae asks her for a chance, (becuz she gave him another chance when they apologized that day), and during the countdown to a new year (cuz they're in December duh), Jackson comes and confesses his undying love! This was my plan from the beginning!!! ðŸ˜ðŸ˜)
(I gtg) -
(Seriously? How are Kim and Kylie gonna break up though?)
(Noooooo! Don't leave me!!!) -
(Fine. I'll rewind it.)
"Uh... I better go." Kylie muttered, leaving the balcony. She was an idiot. She was a naive, foolish, idiot. How could she ever fall in love with a guy like Jackson? How the hell did she come to trust that jerk!?! She called Jenna to pick her up, but only got an answering machine. She called her dad, but he had to stay at work for a meeting. Kylie sighed and she called Kim. -
(I'm mad at you know for leaving me on a cliff hanger.... 😤😤😤)
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