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Voice Mail
"Hey, you've reached Tyra Collette. Leave your number if you're tall, and handsome. Hell, don't worry about bein' handsome. Just leave it if you're a good kisser. Kiddin'... Ya know what t'do after the beep."
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RP Log with sellsweed | In sickness and in health
[Follows THIS]
Silas had decided that he wasn't just never eating Chinese food again, he was never eating again, full stop. He'd had food poisoning in the past, who hadn't? But this was evil. Evil with a capital E. He kept waiting for his intestines to fall out of some orifice just because they were no longer connected to his body. They didn't ( Read more... ) -
RP Log with sellsweed | Not Fight Reunion
[Follows THIS, THIS and THIS]Tyra hung up the phone with a sigh as she rubbed at her face. Tim had been right to a degree. She didn't like it, and wouldn't admit it out loud, but he had been right. At least regarding how she had needed to talk to Landry and just set the record straight. She hadn't been stringing him along, or keeping him as a back ( Read more... )