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Post by John Doe on Feb 14, 2007 1:45:32 GMT -5
"Uh..." John stared at the floor, the ceiling, anywhere as if the drywall held the answers, "I don't know."
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Post by Illusion on Feb 14, 2007 1:46:48 GMT -5
"Mmm, you're quite decisive, did you know that?" Travis said and began pulling out sausage and stuff for cheese omlettes. " I'm just gonna do something easy for now, what do you like in your omlettes?"
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Post by John Doe on Feb 14, 2007 1:56:00 GMT -5
"Not peanut butter," not what John had meant to say, but the deed was done and there was little he could do about it now.
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Post by Illusion on Feb 14, 2007 2:16:05 GMT -5
Travis blinked, "Peanut butter?" He asked and gave John a confused look, "I don't think I've ever heard of a peanut butter omlette."
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Post by John Doe on Feb 15, 2007 17:15:07 GMT -5
"Lucky you," John muttered then noticed Travis's look, "...It's a long story."
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