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(Bye, have fuuun :D )
One-on-one (@PPT_SupremeMonarchOfTheAntColony)
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(Thanks, I did and I'm back now.)
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(Sorry, I should have told you, I'm not usually on during the weekend. X)
(Ah, fair.)
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( X)
(Hey, how's it going?)
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(Good. Listening to a Symphonic-Metal tale on YouTube called Fall of an Empire. How about you?)
(Good, watching the new season of Orange is the New Black.)
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(Heehee, there's an awful lot of solos in this…a trumpet solo just finished. X)
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(Ready to go again?)
(Nice, I've never listened to it, would you recommend?)
(Yes, let's)
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(Well, depends…if you like ponies…XD But yeah, it's pretty cool. )
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(Okay…so they need to stop by a place that has big syringes…)
(I might try it out some time, anyway, shall we continue?)
(Right)
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(Grr, where, though, I didn't think of that…)
(Internet? You can get pretty much anything there. Cool place.)
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(Well, la-dee-freakin-da. XD Why didn't I think of that…)
(Ye, it's a pretty cool place. They could also get the bag there and anything else they need. Tho they may take time to deliver)
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Back at the apartment, Juliette pulled out her laptop and started searching for large syringes they could buy.
"We should get a post office box somewhere, or something, rather than having it delivered here," she said.
"Yeah." Drew came up behind her, looking over her shoulder at the range of large syringes, "This can't be legal."
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"It's not," she muttered pointedly. "But at least it'll be better than getting stabbed in the neck with a knife."
"Hey, that was my first time ending someone's life," He defended, "And I didn't see you helping."
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"At least now I am." She clicked on what looked to be a promising site, and ordered three large syringes.
"Right, where have you sent them? And- and how long will they take to deliver?"
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"Well – " She looked at Drew. "I would appreciate it if you ran down to the office to secure a box for us, before I actually press the buy button…"
"As in the post office?" He asked, making sure of what he was supposed to do before he fucked this task up as well.
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"Yeah, sorry," she said, shaking her head. "Try not to get into trouble."
"I'll do my darndest." He picked the keys up, "I'll be back as soon as I can be."