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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2015 2:21 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2015 10:01 pm
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Wed Sep 16, 2015 3:06 am
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Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2015 4:26 am
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Fri Nov 27, 2015 3:48 am
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Posted: Fri Nov 27, 2015 2:53 pm
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Fri Nov 27, 2015 3:19 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 27, 2015 3:31 pm
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Fri Nov 27, 2015 3:38 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 27, 2015 3:43 pm
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Fri Nov 27, 2015 5:09 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 27, 2015 5:39 pm
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Fri Nov 27, 2015 9:28 pm
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Alyson smiled. "Wonderful, what would you like to eat?" she asked, leading the girl into the kitchen. "I've yet to really look through all the food Conrad bought, so I'm not quite sure what we have right now. There is quite a lot of food though." she said, laughing a bit. She didn't particularly trust Clara, nor was she fully trusting of her sister and in fact, was a bit anxious about another witch coming here, even if it was to 'help' her. But Ryan had brought her to her house, and didn't seem like he'd be giving her up until he got some sort of deal out of the sister witch, so she'd be a good host. And maybe there'd be less likelihood of a double-cross if she treated Clara well. After all, 'you catch more flies with honey than with vinegar' and all those other sayings.
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Posted: Sun Nov 29, 2015 2:14 am
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2015 12:23 am
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Alyson blinked. "Er . . . well . . . I was thinking that I would make the food, since it is my house and you're the house guest . . . er . . . however unwillingly." she said, rather awkwardly before she hastily backtracked, trying her best to be polite and accommodating. "But if you want to make yourself a sandwich, please, go ahead!" she said, obviously flustered. She hadn't had a guest in her house since . . . the day before she died . . . Oh sure, there was Conrad, but she had never considered him a 'guest', and the dance instructor, but that had been more of a business meeting . . . Ryan and his wife had rather . . . barged in so . . . she wasn't quite sure what to do anymore, especially with how times had changed . . . "Can . . . can I get you something to drink?" she asked, feeling a bit like a fish out of water, not certain of what to do anymore. One thing was for sure, she'd be sure to let Ryan know exactly what she thought about him bringing over uninvited guests. Namely: Never do it again.
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