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[agent_johnson_]

::finds himself in front of Maritas' home::

::turns and looks up and down the street, then sighs heavily knowing that she is not there::

::with a solemn countenance, carefully lays one of the agency's new 40mm GP-30 grenade launchers on her doorstep, with a big red bow on top::

::promptly leaves::

Comments

[once_brown]

...know how you feel. Wanna grab a beer?

[agent_johnson_]

::grunts::

[once_brown]

When Jones does that, I take it as a reply in the affirmative.

[maritas]

AJ... *swallows* I do miss you. Thank you for the grenade lanucher. Perfect!! Would you give me one of you rib crushing hugs. I do so miss your hugs and *looks around* I'm sure a little growl would be okay too...

We really need to get together...

[jones_classic]

*rocks on heels, hands behind back and whistling nonchalantly*

tsk tsk

[maritas]

Jones, can I be friends with my ex without it meaning anything? A hug is a hug and well... um a growl is um just a growl. It means nothing. *quickly shifts eyes*