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13 days ago
Current You could go to ask someone for a bucket of hot water and end up calling their mother a flaming bitch instead? I am, unfortunately, speaking from experience.
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25 days ago
Update on the new job: I've had sushi for dinner 10 out of the last 13 nights I have worked. This shit is glorious.
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28 days ago
Mods are working on the bot problem. I'm on a double today at work, so haven't been able to keep as much of an eye on things a I would like.
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3 mos ago
The roleplay is in you. You are the roleplay. Be the roleplay you wish to see.
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4 mos ago
Sorry guys, I forgot to lock the gate last night.
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Haley ★ 26 ★ Taurus ★ EST ★ Casual Level Group Writer


Welcome fellow writer. I go by many names, but you can call me Haley or pretty much anything else. I stick to causal level groups here on the forum. I have a soft spot for thunderstorms, dark humor, strong coffee, animals, pretty words, feminine rage, mythologies, and all things that go 'bump' in the night. I've lived in the same small southern Appalachian town my whole life, and aim to travel one day. I'm open to the occasional random conversation, but please do not message me asking to write one-on-one; it's simply not something I do these days.

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MONSTERS.

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LADIES! Get your arses up in this thread!

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Chu Welcome.

Whatevs.
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I has posteh.
Taking a sip of her coffee after taking it from Jasper's hand, the girl would hear a voice asking her quite the rude question. Turning to see who had spoken, she would realize that he had quite the smirk on his face as well. "How I like and order my coffee is simply none of your buisness, dear sir. And for the record, you're describing a sundae, not a actual latte, minus the decaf part, that is. Shows how much you know."

Turning away and walking to her usual table in the far right corner of the restaurant right in front of the window. Nuts in a latte? Wow. She shook her head while taking the laptop out of her bag. She needed to finish the column before tonight, allowing the editor to go over it and publish it into tomorrows paper. Glancing once more at the man that had spoken to her, Evie didn't know why she felt so offended, she just did. Continuing to write as her fingers raced over the keyboard, she would be enveloped in her work, if only for a moment.
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Tomorrow afternoon, dammit!

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