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Entry tags: | amarie, ota, travis |
Mocha, afternoon, Amarie ota [Travis? Emma?]
Amarie tapped on her Wyrm with one hand and chatted on the phone to Sadie while her chocolate cooled down.
"Yeah," she said. "I think I might. Want to meet me there? What? Oh shit no way. Why you gotta do that? Well I don't care what he says. You're not gonna let that jerk tell you what to do are you?"
Her jaw dropped. "I don't care what his dad owns! Well okay then, same to you. Bye - yeah - bye!"
She finished the call and tossed her phone onto the table with a scowl.