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Community Stories / Re: Red Wine To Blue Collar
« on: September 16, 2012, 05:50:17 AM »
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Of course, after that bitch girls were my last concern. They either wanted money or sex. In Shelby's case both. A month after breaking up with her from the Burton incident, she went missing. She was last seen with a tall man in a dark suit. But anyway, this is my story, not hers.
Needing to ventilate my anger, I, as I always did, went to Spencer Shipping.
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I pushed the rusty door which let out a short creek. I walked forward and looked around, coughing a little from the dust. "What the hell?" my voice trailed off, to see everything from the statues to the glass bottles now turned into minute peices on the shelves and floors. Someone had got there before me, and clearly were crazier than me. Just as my foot made a crunch on the glass, I heared the heavy thump of boots. I looked behind me to find a ginger muscular kid with big ears sprint towards me. I grabbed his arm and swung him around, putting him in a headlock. "Wha- what do you think you're doing? he wheezed. I didn't realized how tight my grip was I loosed only slightly enough for him to breath. "Looks like I'm being attacked by a ginger kid" I growled whilst he tried to struggle out of my grasp. "I- You're Edgar, right? Munsen?" he tried to lift his head up, but coughed as his windpipe pressed against my bicep. "And? What is it to you pal? Got a problem with me, HUH?!" I tightened my grip with every word, but released as I saw him turn blue but kept hold of his wrist.
The kid took deep gasps before replying "We heard about you a- and thought you'd be... I don't know, boss? Leader?" he asked meekly. "Who's 'we'?" I asked, narrowing my eyes at him. "The dropouts. Come to the chem plant with me and I'll show you" he said quickly, colour finally returning to his face. "Fine. Lead the way" I let go of his wrists and followed him out of the door. "By the way kid, what's your name?". The kid looked up at me and said "Er Omar. Omar Romero". The name rang a bell. Romero. Shelby Romero... This was Shelby's brother...
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Of course, after that bitch girls were my last concern. They either wanted money or sex. In Shelby's case both. A month after breaking up with her from the Burton incident, she went missing. She was last seen with a tall man in a dark suit. But anyway, this is my story, not hers.
Needing to ventilate my anger, I, as I always did, went to Spencer Shipping.
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I pushed the rusty door which let out a short creek. I walked forward and looked around, coughing a little from the dust. "What the hell?" my voice trailed off, to see everything from the statues to the glass bottles now turned into minute peices on the shelves and floors. Someone had got there before me, and clearly were crazier than me. Just as my foot made a crunch on the glass, I heared the heavy thump of boots. I looked behind me to find a ginger muscular kid with big ears sprint towards me. I grabbed his arm and swung him around, putting him in a headlock. "Wha- what do you think you're doing? he wheezed. I didn't realized how tight my grip was I loosed only slightly enough for him to breath. "Looks like I'm being attacked by a ginger kid" I growled whilst he tried to struggle out of my grasp. "I- You're Edgar, right? Munsen?" he tried to lift his head up, but coughed as his windpipe pressed against my bicep. "And? What is it to you pal? Got a problem with me, HUH?!" I tightened my grip with every word, but released as I saw him turn blue but kept hold of his wrist.
The kid took deep gasps before replying "We heard about you a- and thought you'd be... I don't know, boss? Leader?" he asked meekly. "Who's 'we'?" I asked, narrowing my eyes at him. "The dropouts. Come to the chem plant with me and I'll show you" he said quickly, colour finally returning to his face. "Fine. Lead the way" I let go of his wrists and followed him out of the door. "By the way kid, what's your name?". The kid looked up at me and said "Er Omar. Omar Romero". The name rang a bell. Romero. Shelby Romero... This was Shelby's brother...
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