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Post by Marshall "Moosh" Gregson on Jun 16, 2010 17:40:45 GMT -5
Marshall sat alone in the burger joint, playing with the straw in his drink. He was waiting around to talk with his sister... But she couldn't get off yet.
So he was waiting.
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Post by Ronnie Jacobs on Jun 16, 2010 17:53:53 GMT -5
Ronnie was cleaning up the last of her tables, before she got off work. It was late, and she needed to get home for dinner. Jonah'd kill her if she missed it again.
She passed Marshall, and sighed, feeling bad. She picked up a couple more plates and stacked them in the bin, and then headed to his table with a towel.
"Waiting for your sister?" She asked, wiping crumbs into her hand.
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Post by Marshall "Moosh" Gregson on Jun 16, 2010 17:57:50 GMT -5
"Nah, just finishing off my cup of air." Marshall replied simply, showcasing his empty cup.
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Post by Ronnie Jacobs on Jun 16, 2010 18:07:03 GMT -5
Ronnie frowned. "I'll go get you another then. On me." She said, grabbing his cup and getting up.
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Post by Marshall "Moosh" Gregson on Jun 16, 2010 18:09:25 GMT -5
"Don't worry about it." Moosh called after her.
"I don't need another one, Kate said she'd be getting off soon. I was just kidding."
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Post by Ronnie Jacobs on Jun 16, 2010 18:13:44 GMT -5
"Kate's got another half hour on the chart." Ronnie mentioned, turning around. "Sure you dont want another?"
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Post by Marshall "Moosh" Gregson on Jun 16, 2010 18:14:36 GMT -5
Marshall put his head down on the table.
"Yeah. Sure. She apparently lied."
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Post by Ronnie Jacobs on Jun 16, 2010 18:18:25 GMT -5
"Hey, Moosh, she didn't lie. The boss added an hour to all our shifts tonight. He's in a bad mood." She said, sitting in front of him again.
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Post by Marshall "Moosh" Gregson on Jun 16, 2010 18:28:50 GMT -5
"Uggggh." Marshall groaned.
"I have other things I can be doing."
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Post by Ronnie Jacobs on Jun 16, 2010 18:31:25 GMT -5
"So leave. She's your sister. You live with her, talk to her when she gets home." Ronnie shrugged, taking her hair out of her pony tail. She was required to have it back for work, and she hated it, but the second it could, it came down.
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Post by Marshall "Moosh" Gregson on Jun 16, 2010 18:33:53 GMT -5
Marshall stood up, swinging his bag over his shoulder.
"Yeah. Ok. Bye." He farewelled with a weak smile, heading for the door.
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Post by Ronnie Jacobs on Jun 16, 2010 18:35:31 GMT -5
"Moosh? How are you getting home?" She asked suddenly. He didn't live close, and she would not allow him to walk.
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Post by Marshall "Moosh" Gregson on Jun 16, 2010 18:36:38 GMT -5
"I have my bike. See ya." He called over his shoulder, leaving the resteraunt.
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