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Post by Stitchpunk1 on May 31, 2010 0:55:16 GMT -5
He nodded and quickly went to his room.
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Post by ginchimera on May 31, 2010 1:02:59 GMT -5
The woman watched him before sighing a little.
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Post by Stitchpunk1 on May 31, 2010 1:05:21 GMT -5
6 shut his door and sat down on his bed, still a bit shaken up from seeing the men at school.
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Post by ginchimera on May 31, 2010 1:18:13 GMT -5
~ Later that night ~
A loud screech was heard just outside the shop.
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Post by Stitchpunk1 on May 31, 2010 1:19:11 GMT -5
The twins were by the window in a instant.
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Post by ginchimera on May 31, 2010 1:39:49 GMT -5
Just across the street, a large, rather new looking car parked. The driver stepped out, opening the door for the passenger. A large woman stepped out, glancing around for just a moment before setting her eyes on the shop.
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Post by Stitchpunk1 on May 31, 2010 1:42:41 GMT -5
"7! Their back!"
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Post by ginchimera on May 31, 2010 1:53:06 GMT -5
7 looked up," damn it... Get upstairs and stay up there!".
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Post by Stitchpunk1 on May 31, 2010 1:53:58 GMT -5
They didn't need to be told twice and ran up there.
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Post by ginchimera on May 31, 2010 2:06:24 GMT -5
In a matter of moments, the woman pushed the door open, stepping inside.
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Post by Stitchpunk1 on May 31, 2010 2:07:37 GMT -5
6 peered around the corner a bit.
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Post by ginchimera on May 31, 2010 2:27:50 GMT -5
7 remained silent as the woman walked over, smiling very slightly at the goods on the shelf before stopping at the counter and holding her hand out. 7 eyed the woman's hand for a brief moment before placing a wad of money in her hand. The woman took it, counting each bill. She slowed down when she got to the last dollar, rubbing it a bit," You're 20 short." she said softly. 7 tensed up a bit," Sales have been slow.". The woman laughed a little, tucking away the money before looking to 7," Is that so?" she asked before grabbing the front of 7's shirt roughly, hoisting her up," Slow business should be the least of your worries!" she snapped, glaring at her," This is the third week! THE THIRD WEEK YOU'VE DONE THIS SHIT.". 7 glared defiantly at her," It isn't my fault no one wants to buy this shit.". She let out a yelp as the woman slammed her down on the counter," It IS your fault, my dear!! It's called advertising!" she shouted before lifting 7 again and throwing her hard to the ground," Either you give me the eighty dollars you owe us, or I'll just have to take something of yours."
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Post by Stitchpunk1 on May 31, 2010 2:29:49 GMT -5
6 jumped when 7 was slammed down and shook terribly.
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Post by ginchimera on May 31, 2010 2:36:28 GMT -5
The woman stood over her," Well?". 7 shook her head," I gave you everything I could scrape together. Even my own earnings...." she muttered. The woman shrugged softly," Then I'll just take something." she said simply walking past 7 but stopping, stomping hard on her hand with the back of her high heel.
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Post by Stitchpunk1 on May 31, 2010 2:37:41 GMT -5
6 ran to go upstairs but tripped.
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