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Post by Ambrosia Greenleaf on Jan 18, 2015 6:52:57 GMT
"Cool." Ambrosia said, quickly writing down the answer. "Mine's the baby pink one, you know the one with the rose hedges and the marble fountain outside? Number 64 21? Yeah, mine's that one." she winced as she talked about her place. Her mother, Jackie Greenleaf, had been a world-famous actor before she died, and her father had got millions of dollars when he created the google search engine. Now Ambrosia had inherited the house, the money, all the land, and the fame. "So." she said quickly, trying to cover up her blushing face. "Uh, see you around?" she asked, tucking the pencil and pad in her back pocket. |
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Post by Molly deBrunda on Jan 18, 2015 11:25:49 GMT
She nodded. "Just not here, I might try going somewhere else. But defiantly around the neighborhood." |
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Post by Ambrosia Greenleaf on Jan 19, 2015 0:57:30 GMT
"Yeah, ok. You won't see me around here again, either. Unless I'm going to that shop that sells a million flavours of gum and I pass this place." Ambrosia said, opening her own packet of gum and popping it in her mouth. "Want some? It's grape." |
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Post by Molly deBrunda on Jan 20, 2015 10:30:32 GMT
Molly nodded and turned her head."See, ya," she said, walking off |
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Post by Ambrosia Greenleaf on Jan 20, 2015 11:29:43 GMT
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