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[not_scripted]

I had off from work today. Didn't have a morning shift or afternoon shift or even a late night shift... Talk about a relief. It was nice for a change

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[dance_her_tango]

Joanne would be. She suddenly has a lot of free time.

[not_scripted]

Free time? Why? What's been going on?

And I only meant it in a tango-lesson sort of way. One of those you-should've-been-there moments, I guess. Hard to explain.

[dance_her_tango]

So you want to date this .. Nanette?

[not_scripted]

D-date? Nanette? ... 'Course not. We're just old friends.

[onesong___glory]

Roger nearly bounces up the steps, with a massive smile on his face and a strange guitar-shaped case on his back. It could be leather. He pulls Mark into a strangling hug.

"You will NOT BELIEVE THIS."

[not_scripted]

*groans* Believe what, Rodge? You're hugging a bit too tight. Difficulty breathing.

[onesong___glory]

It is quite possible Roger has never looked this happy in his life.

"VIRGIN, Mark, VIRGIN. VIRGIN. RECORDS." He lets go and flies into the flat. "LOOK at this. LOOK what they BOUGHT ME." Roger slings the case off his back and unzips it, pulling out a brand-spanking-new Fender Stratocaster. "This is a two and a half grand guitar! I have a job, Mark. I HAVE A JOB."

[not_scripted]

Well. Took you long enough.

Congratulations, Rodge. Now you can buy your own orange juice.

[thegirlsmiles]

:) i'm so happy you ran into her again, marky. that's so cute.

[___collins___]

Good for you, mi amigo.