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Post by rum on Jun 8, 2010 12:08:55 GMT -5
rum wach as the people walked by without saying sorry "rude" she said loud inuf for them to here "Trouble. I get in the hot seat alot, but not so much trouble." rum just smrik, she was geting along with fox ok, rum never did stop to talk for this long, the rain look like it was leting up a bit "so was you born here are you came here?" rum ask
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Post by Fox on Jun 11, 2010 15:45:00 GMT -5
"Born and raised in Manhattan, girlie", Fox said with a smirk. She was a born New-Yorker, and she'd probably stay that way forever. Honestly, Fox couldn't picture herself living anywhere else but New York. Sure, she could survive probably anywhere else, but it wouldn't be the same. Basically, Fox wouldn't be Fox if it wasn't for New York City.
She put her cap back on her head to block from the little bits of excess rain that was falling. The storm wasn't going to end anytime soon, and she had a feeling she should probably get back to Manhattan soon. Eh, it could wait. The other kids at the lodging house were used to her disappearing for a while, then returning with an extra pair of shoes or a fancy watch. As long as she produced the amount of money she needed, Fox would probably be okay.
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