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Post by mia.harrington;; on Jan 2, 2007 2:58:36 GMT -5
Mia sighed, rubbing the top of her head. "They said I wasn't qualified enough. That my sense of style was opposite of theirs and I wouldn't be able to sell it or whatever." Mia giggled at the look back on that interview. She seriously thought she was going to slug the manager. God that'd pissed her off so much. Stupid old hag adults, think they know everything about a person just by looking at them.
Mia raised an eyebrow down at him and smirked. "If you don't like it in here, why'd you come here anyways, huh?" She asked smiling widely.
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Post by Jake Benedict on Jan 2, 2007 3:10:42 GMT -5
"I like your style" he said then replied with "The only reason I came here was because the crackhead that just went to the bathroom told me to,he's an old highschool buddy". Jake playfully stuck out his tongue at her then raised an eyebrow back.He'd apllied for alot of jobs in Arizona then after a while he got bored of it.His last two jobs were Wal-Mart manager and Carwasher manager.
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Post by mia.harrington;; on Jan 2, 2007 3:16:24 GMT -5
"Thanks." Mia said starting out, than continued "Oh, good. Thought maybe you were one of those pervs that come here for the bitches that walk around this place. But luck apparently was shining down on me today." Mia said with a smile, sitting down on a barstool, looking back over at the clock. She tapped her foot on the floor impatiently. This place was such a drag. Mia gave a heavy sighed, and propped her arms up on the bar, resting her chin on her hand. "Your girlfriend know you're here?" Mia asked inquisitively. Surely a guys as gorgeous as he, would have a girlfriend.
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Post by Jake Benedict on Jan 2, 2007 3:23:32 GMT -5
"I would be one of those pervs that come here for the bitches that walk around this place,but luckily,I was raised a gentleman.Besides,whose this 'your girlfriend' you speak of?" he asked her. No he didn't have a girlfriend.He's only had two girls in the past. He likes to take things slow. Now this place was starting to smell worse than before.
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Post by mia.harrington;; on Jan 2, 2007 22:48:26 GMT -5
"I don't know, you tell me." Mia spat out with a smirk, being a smart ass. Such a bad habit of hers. She liked to give people the impression that she was sure of everything she was saying. But of course, it was only an impression. Most people knew she didn't know what she meant in half of the things she said. Alot of the time, she herself didn't even know what she meant. Talk about sad.
Mia closed her eyes trying to hold in irritation as loud yells and hollers came from the main lounge as a few hussies walked around. She shook her head. What a fucking joke.
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Post by Jake Benedict on Jan 2, 2007 23:10:45 GMT -5
"Ok I'll tell you.My girlfriend's name is nobody" he said smirking back. "So where are you from? I'm from Arizona" he asked,just out of random curiosity.He looked in the direction the noise came from.He laughed as Rob walked out angry.
(no muse...again)
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Post by Derek Harrington on Jan 3, 2007 0:20:14 GMT -5
Hannah was entered the strip club.No she didn't come here for a job or to watch,which in her case would be kinda gross to her.But she knew Mia work here,and she wanted to see her.Maybe go do something after she got off of work.Hannah didn't know really she just got bored at home flipping through the channels on TV and what not.Figured she'd keep Mia company,or something.Little did she know that Jake was doing just that.
Hannah made her way through all of the nasty looking men,that looked like they had one two many of beers.She looked around for the bar which she found seeing Mia talking to some guy whom she didn't know.Hannah bit her lip walking over to both of them. "Hey.."She with a small smile on her face looking at Mia and then over to Jake.Feeling one of those awkward moments about to come like when you start talking and ruin everything. "Mia,hmmm...can I have a beer,please?"She asked her.Hannah was only fifteen,she could even drive yet and was asking Mia for a beer.But no one knew how old she was and if they did indeed ask her she would just simply lie about it.Like she always did.
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Post by mia.harrington;; on Jan 3, 2007 23:18:39 GMT -5
"Im from Napa, up in Northern California. A lame hicktown with nothing in it." Mia said in all truth. Living in Napa was practically like living in Mayberry on the Andy Griffith Show. Everyone knew everyone and there wasn't a mall for about 3 cities over. It was the closest to amish country as you could get. Mia looked up with a smile as Hannah walked in. "Hey! Sure!" She said, handing Hannah a bottle. "What the hell are you doing in here?" [crappy. sorry.]
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Post by Derek Harrington on Jan 5, 2007 23:23:50 GMT -5
Hannah smiled,as the beer had already been open,taking a drink.As she listened to Mia ask her what she was doing here. "What do you think I'm doing here?"She asked,her back with a smirk on her face. "I came here to see you,and keep you company."She told her.Even though Jake was,but before she'd gotten here she didn't know that.Hannah looked around the place,it was well,probably indescribable to her.It was that bad.She couldn't believe Mia would work in a place like this.ick she would never work here.Even if she needed money she wouldn't.
Hannah looked over at Jake she didn't know his name or anything so she just might as well introduce her self to him.Why not right? "Hey,I'm Hannah."She said in a small,gentle smile.
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