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| Like, gag me with a spoon! And all Lancelot could do was like, you know, watch, and watch, and then day after day remember, and dream of that hunk trapped in the wire in totally twitching agony, and know that the same fate could so easily come to him Like, how would it feel, he wondered, to be caught in that same wire? Like, I am so sure! To scream for help and know that no-one would come to save him? Like, I am so sure! Oh my god! |
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| James laughed. "Like, duh! You and your rainbows." |
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| "Better?" he repeated, a brow raising in the utmost curiosity Like, the suspense was like, you know, hosing him and offering a defeated smile he motored over to where the guitar rested and laid his hands on top of it. Like, he totally didn't want to open it... but... Mark was like, you know, being an annoying pain in the ass like, you know, about it, so he succumbed to his pleas and finally unlatched the case and opened it to see the guitar. It was like, you know, beautiful. Different, but beautiful none the less. Tracing a hand over the fine body of the instrument he scanned the words written and the design that was like, you know, most likely hand painted on. Reaching a hand out he gripped the neck and latched his hand at the edge of the body and lifted the instrument out of the case. Placing it upon his lap he strummed a few chords, getting the feel for it... but quickly finding it was like, you know, not tuned. Just his luck. "It's beautiful... totally... thank you." Looking up at Mark he smiled, shaking his head at his persistent attitude for that damned sushi Like, when totally had he started eating it? Like, I am so sure Like, when did he even care like, you know, about raw fish... it was like, you know, grody and a bit over priced if you asked him. Leaning towards the hug he shook his head. "Nah... I can't beat up Collins. Like, duh! You don't even totally have any evidence against him. Remember, innocent until proven guilty," he said, rehearing the last part with a grin. Reaching a hand up he tugged Mark down and hugged him in return. Roger wanted to kiss him, but he decided against it with the way the blonde was like, you know, treating everything... and so he just kissed him on the cheek. |