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Post by Wyatt Matthew Halliwell on Nov 17, 2006 3:27:03 GMT
I sat at the bar and order my second shot of tequila and tossed it back. "Give me another" I was alone and sad I wished someone is here with me but no...The bartender brought my next shot. I drink it back "Keep them comeing" My head was begining to feel weird. I drank another.
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Post by Pheobe Halliwell Turner on Nov 17, 2006 3:33:24 GMT
I grabbed an empty bottle and smashed it over his head. "What are you doing, young man?"
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Post by Wyatt Matthew Halliwell on Nov 17, 2006 3:35:09 GMT
My head spun I felt like i was going to pass out "What did you do that for?" I said shackily.
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Post by Pheobe Halliwell Turner on Nov 17, 2006 3:37:10 GMT
"You are not getting drunka again, young man." I said prissily. I grabbed his ear and twisted, hard. "March yourself to the bathroom and get cleaned up."
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Post by Wyatt Matthew Halliwell on Nov 17, 2006 3:38:27 GMT
The pain in my ear drove me crazy."Ouch stop that right now!"
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Post by Pheobe Halliwell Turner on Nov 17, 2006 3:39:31 GMT
"Not until you put that bottle down, right now and have some soup, in a bowl, that I made for Cole."
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Post by Wyatt Matthew Halliwell on Nov 17, 2006 3:40:17 GMT
"You are crazy," i jerked away from her and stepped back.
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Post by Pheobe Halliwell Turner on Nov 17, 2006 3:41:44 GMT
I cocked my head, "what do you mean?" Then I smiled, "sit, have some soup in a bowl, I made it for Cole. I think you should have some." I gave him a creepy perky smile.
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Post by Wyatt Matthew Halliwell on Nov 17, 2006 3:43:03 GMT
"I don't want any stuuuupad suuuapp now leaves me alone." the alcohal was really getting to me.
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Post by Pheobe Halliwell Turner on Nov 17, 2006 3:44:11 GMT
I slapped his face. "that is not nice, young man. Do you want me to wash your mouth out with soap?"
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Post by Wyatt Matthew Halliwell on Nov 17, 2006 3:44:55 GMT
"What why? What did I say?" I said confused.
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Post by Pheobe Halliwell Turner on Nov 17, 2006 3:45:56 GMT
"Now sit there and I'll get you some soup in a bowl, that I made for Cole, that's my new role. Just making soup for Cole."
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Post by Wyatt Matthew Halliwell on Nov 17, 2006 3:47:46 GMT
"You need to snapps out of this you are crazy. Where is Cole?"
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Post by Pheobe Halliwell Turner on Nov 17, 2006 3:48:27 GMT
"Oh, my Cole . . . how is he?" I smiled dreamily.
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Post by Wyatt Matthew Halliwell on Nov 17, 2006 3:50:39 GMT
I looked at her what should I do...."But do you know where he is?"
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