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Current 2 liter bottles of Mt Dew were like breakfast/bus ride to school drinks back in my day. They would be gone before the bell rang, and then there were the cans from the school vending machines...
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1 mo ago
@ChronicalMan. Try the Pitt on HBO it's basically Carter all grown up running his own ER.
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1 mo ago
*cries silently as one of her favorite RP's hits 30 days with no pulse* Rest in peace you excellent story. Perhaps one day, we shall meet again.
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I have the sad, today is day 30 for some of my favorite RP's. They go into archived until life is breathed back into them. Some only have days left on the clock. :(
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2 mos ago
There has been a linguistic shift to far less formal speech over the years here recognizing regional and cultural diversity as well as the acceptance that overly formal manners can be classist
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Azariah had headed straight home, she was still fuming. This entire situation was beyond messed up. Her parents had both died a couple years ago, and she knew her fortune was in a trust, but she had been under the impression she would have access to it when she turned 21. She was mistaken, it turned out there were conditions to her trust. The first being that until the trust was signed over and under her control, she would be on a severely restricted income, and allowed to live in the family home, but the only way to get her trust under her complete control would be to marry, and the sooner the better. Right now everything was being managed for her, and she had very little in the way of say in her own life.

She had flopped down on her sofa and tried to relax when she got home, but it was no use. She checked her phone obsessively looking for a reply to her e-mail. She had forgotten all about time differences, and how things worked being across the world from each other. She finally got a response and sighed as she read.

To:Adrian
From:Azariah
Subject: re: Is This For Real?

Adrian,
All I know is that my parents decided that I can't have my trust fund until I am married, so apparently someone got the brilliant idea to buy me a husband. Apparently, you are the one." She wrote. "So um... any ideas, on what the hell we should do about this? Because I'm pretty sure arranged marriages went out with the Tudors."

She sent the email and got up. She headed to her room. She was going to have a big glass of wine and a very very hot bath.
“Look, you have to be married to touch your inheritance, and let’s face it, maybe getting out of the country wouldn’t be a bad thing. There is all those... stories about you.” Jameson Carrollton the family lawyer pointed out as Azariah paced his office in irritation. “You could try to fight this in court but the rules of the trust are pretty iron clad. I know I wrote them.”

“So you want me to what!? Just pack up my entire life move to another country and marry a stranger. Fucking beautiful!” She snarled turning toward him. “Fine! But don’t expect me to be happy about this!”

She stormed out of the office and headed to her car. She picked up her phone and reached out the only way she could... via e-mail.

To: Adrian
From: Azariah
Subject: Is this for real?

Dear Adrian,

Please tell me your mother and my Lawyer got high and this is some elaborate joke?

Azariah

She sent the e-mail and headed out hoping to get home and start figuring a way out of this mess.
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I have lots of little plot bunnies running around in my head, if any of these strike your fancy, please let me know.

- A retired hitman who resolves to atone for his work by saving people who are being targeted by their former employer.

- A decorator who becomes increasingly convinced that the owner of the house they’re working on is trying to cover up a murder, even as they fall in love with them.

- Their love was supposed to be fake… they were pretending to be in love or married, or they entered a marriage of convenience. It can’t be real, can it?

- Celeb/Big Wig finds themselves in the middle of nowhere, their name, fame and money won't help them adapt to life in a small town.

- After an archaeologist digs up a treasure, the original owner shows up to take it back.

-A natural disaster, such as a tsunami or a virus, threatens to wipe out our couple along with everyone else.

-A criminal is recruited by the good guys so he can bring his unique knowledge or skills to an assignment or case.

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*Points to the Stay off the lawn sign next to her rocking chair and little table full of advil and knitting*

I thinks we will get along awesomely.

Still feeling up to Celeb x Fan or maybe just a regular person (Could be hilarious if they are NOT a fan)
Due to personal circumstances, this thread is now closed. Thank you for reading!
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You won't regret playing with Easily!! Totally worth the wait between posts!
Lucia fell into step with Serge. “I understand that, but you guys have real problems to take care of, and I feel like your time and talents could be used better elsewhere.” She told him. “My laundry could have waited, and I was going to tell him that too. It’s not as important and Eliases health.” She offered as they approached the kitchen.

She glanced around and it did confirm in her mind that Serge really did love to cook. She loved that he could watch her play outside while he cooked. It was a perfect house and a perfect set up for a family. He had told her earlier that there was no Mrs Serge, but hey people had babies together without being married, she was living proof. She felt a little guilty interrupting their time together. She didn’t see his partner, and as she thought that word, it occurred to her that perhaps there was no Mrs Serge because there was a Mr Serge. She blushed a little at the direction her thoughts were going.

She was grateful for the distraction Eve provided as she asked about homemade salad dressing. “I can’t say that I have kiddo.” She said as she backed up to one of the chairs so she could let Eve slide off in a way she knew would be safe and secure. She took a seat next to Eve, her normal diet was like that of an unsupervised six year old, so the last few meals she had shared with Serge had been quiet the change for her, and veggies? In her world that’s what food ate, but she was sitting next to a child so not a word about it would be spoken.

“Elias was a perfect gentleman. I am afraid I started the whole thing when I told him he looked like he died a week ago and just haven’t had the good grace to lie down anywhere.” She said with a small laugh. “I am sorry that we ended up here. I did make up the air mattress for him, but he wouldn’t hear it.” She said.

She watched the look on his face and she did what she had done before. She reached over and gently rested her hand on his forearm. “Hey, things slip through the cracks all the time, you are human. Everyone is ok, I am safe and protected, Elias is getting a nap.” She said as she started to eat.

She couldn’t help the smile that crossed her face as Serge tried to start a conversation and his daughter dissolved into giggles. Lu could sense his discomfort and she smiled a little. “Yes, so your folding skills may yet get tested.” She said referencing the earlier joke between them. “I really am sorry about this, I know that having your personal space invaded is not a comfortable feeling.” She said comfortingly. “Try to remember it’s temporary, I will be back home soon, and you and your family can get back to normal.”

She glanced over her shoulder at Eve and smiled. “Princess precious over here is gonna help me get the laundry washed just right.” She said and glanced back at Serge. “If you have things you need to do Eve and I can hang out outside While the laundry is cycling so you can work.” She offered. She didn’t know if Serge really trusted her to watch his kid, but it was the least she could do for him for all that he had done and was doing for her.

@EasilyAmusedi totally love the SN change BTW
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