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Post by Jason Mauro on Jun 22, 2010 15:32:45 GMT -5
"That's cool. Lucky break. My parents never leave." He said with a roll of his eyes as he took another sip of his own drink. He heard his name from behind him several times, and with a sigh, he looked at Moosh.
"I'd really like to stay, but if i dont go talk to those girls, I'll never hear the end of it." He said, taking a big gulp of his drink. "I'll talk to you later, okay?" He asked as he started walking away.
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Post by Marshall "Moosh" Gregson on Jun 22, 2010 15:34:15 GMT -5
Marshall silently watched Jason walk away, and downed the other two thirds of his cup, reaching again for the bottle.
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An hour or two passed, Marshall wasn't sure. He now had two empty bottles near him and was halfway through a third.
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Post by Jason Mauro on Jun 22, 2010 15:40:58 GMT -5
FInally, Jason had gotten out of that crowd of annoying girls. They really bugged him, but his friends would never shut up about it if he had just ignored him.
He found Moosh in the same spot he'd left him.
"Hey Moosh. Sorry about that. I just dont want to deal with shit later." He sighed, putting his half full drink down. "I'd much rather talk to you, though."
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Post by Marshall "Moosh" Gregson on Jun 22, 2010 20:32:19 GMT -5
"Hey you." Marshall laughed... His speech was slurred and had an odd rhythm.... He was totally slammed.
"This is so not a statement."
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Post by Jason Mauro on Jun 23, 2010 14:25:42 GMT -5
Jason was wide eyed at Mooshes state, and he sighed, chuckling to himself.
"Moosh, youre drunk, and you're not making any sense."
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Post by Marshall "Moosh" Gregson on Jun 23, 2010 20:47:20 GMT -5
"Well, its not." He slurred.
"You came and you walked away. I just wanna know if...Wanna make sure there's room for me. Do you get what I'm trying to say?"
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Post by Jason Mauro on Jun 23, 2010 20:50:50 GMT -5
Jason was confused, but he agreed anyway. "Yeah, I get it. And... of course there's room."
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Post by Marshall "Moosh" Gregson on Jun 23, 2010 20:52:05 GMT -5
"No... You don't." Marhsall whined, and he wsounded genuinely frustrated with it.
"I don't mean like room in the building..."
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Post by Jason Mauro on Jun 23, 2010 20:53:00 GMT -5
"Room... where?" Jason asked, chuckling to himself.
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Post by Marshall "Moosh" Gregson on Jun 23, 2010 20:56:03 GMT -5
"Ughhh." Marshall groaned, slamming his head down on the counter... It was probably meant to just be more of a resting his head thing, but it ended up being pretty darn hard.
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Post by Jason Mauro on Jun 23, 2010 20:58:45 GMT -5
"Woah!" Jason said, wide eyed. He picked Moosh up, grabbing his face and noticing the close proximity.
"Are you okay?"
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Post by Marshall "Moosh" Gregson on Jun 23, 2010 21:00:21 GMT -5
"I have... a headache..." Marshall laughed. It friggin hurt, but he was mentally compromised by proximity to Jason.
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Post by Kate Gregson on Jun 23, 2010 21:32:06 GMT -5
Kate pushed open the front door carrying three six-packs.
"Moosh!" She shouted over the music as she tried to push her way through the crowd.
Finally, with much struggle and the breaking of one bottle of beer, she made it to the kitchen.
"Okay, I had 18, now I have 17, but it's still enough for the general underage population here."
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Post by Marshall "Moosh" Gregson on Jun 23, 2010 21:33:02 GMT -5
"I hit my head." Marshall giggled, rubbing the red blotch that had formed on his forehead.
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Post by Kate Gregson on Jun 23, 2010 21:38:43 GMT -5
Kate placed the beer on the counter and grabbed Moosh's face.
"You are a very stupid drunk."
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