[hr][hr][centre][h1][color=f7941d]Manky Connelly[/color][/h1][/centre][hr][hr]
[centre] [u]Time:[/u] 11:05 am – 11:20 am
[u]Location:[/u]Lakeside
[u]Interacting with:[/u] Ely [@lovely complex] Seamus and Jacen [@TheIrishJJ] [@Prudence][/centre]
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[quote=@lovely complex]
 [color=8882be]"Oh come on, Manks, like you don't want to see boobs just as much as me. Maybe next party we'll get high as fuck and sing kumbaya."[/color]
[/quote]
A smirk crossed Manky’s face as he listened to Ely’s comments.
[color=f7941d] “Boobs? Come on now Ely, you know am an arse man. And yes to that idea, we could even build a fire and roast marshmallows, tell ghost stories and all that shite.” [/color] He replied, the tone of sarcasm evident in his voice. 

The way Ely spoke to him just made him think more about how she had changed. How she wasn’t the same girl he had been inseparable from for so long. It felt like he didn’t know this new Ely. And he sure as hell preferred the old one. 

He put the thought to the back of his mind, and turned his attention around to Seamus and Jacen, who were heading off to the car park.

[color=f7941d] “Well, fuck staying ‘ere with yous lot, am off with them. In a bit, dick’eads!”[/color] He exclaimed to the rest of the group, before turning towards Seamus and Jacen and sauntering off towards them. He stopped after a few paces, realising something.

[color=f7941d] “ Aww shite, me bike. Oi lads, one of you come pick us up outside the pub in 5 minutes, yeah?”[/color] 
5 minutes was of course a figure of speech. The pub was at least 10 minutes away on the bike. He walked to the bike, picking it up from where it lay sideways on the ground. He jumped onto the saddle.

[color=f7941d] “Alright then, boys an’ girls, ‘ave a good day. Seamus, Jacen, I’ll see yous soon, yeah?”[/color]
He didn’t wait for a response, and instead cycled off at a fast pace, making his way back towards the pub. 

As he arrived, he opened the side gate, and locked his bike up on the gate inside. He stepped back out of the small car park, and stood infront of the pub, waiting. He pulled the tin out of his bag, and rolled himself a cigarette, put it to his lips and lit it using the lighter he had ‘forgotten’ to give back to Seamus. 

He then pulled out his phone, sending a text to Jacen and Seamus.
[b]To: Jacen and Seamus[/b]
[color=f7941d]Whenever you’re ready lads, I’m waiting for you.[/color]