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Post by tshamien on Aug 26, 2011 12:32:21 GMT -5
"Alright," he grinned at her. He pulled his helmet over his head and hopped on his bike. Tristan revved the engine and sped off for home.
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Post by Zippy on Aug 26, 2011 13:45:43 GMT -5
Zippy sighed and passed out.
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Post by tshamien on Aug 26, 2011 14:53:26 GMT -5
"Sit." Tristan said to Mikey and narrowed his eyes. Mikey stared his father down with a matching look.
"Daaaaaaaaad," he whined.
"I don't wanna hear it. You don't touch shit that ain't yours," Tristan pulled open the window and lit a cigarette. Sometimes he didn't know how he still had a job.
"I just wanted to know what it did!" Tristan glared at his offspring.
"It was a glass bird! It sits there!" Mikey shrugged.
"Sit there and don't move or say nothing!"
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Post by Zippy on Aug 26, 2011 16:21:34 GMT -5
((Where/When is this? HAHA))
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Post by tshamien on Aug 26, 2011 16:24:21 GMT -5
((In his office at the school. Mikey was berry berry bad lol))
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Post by Zippy on Aug 26, 2011 16:34:39 GMT -5
Zippy hovered outside Tristan's office door. Ideally, she didn't really need help. But it was Monday morning and she spent every Monday morning in Tristan's office.
It just happened to be the Monday morning after they had wild sex.
Zippy debated for hours on Sunday. Should she show up to act like nothing happened, get her regular math help and have a good laugh with him, or should she DITCH the hour and just avoid him?
She really hadn't made her decision yet, even outside his office door.
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Post by tshamien on Aug 26, 2011 16:42:51 GMT -5
"Michael Shamien where are you GOING?" Tristan yelled from inside and suddenly the office door opened.
Standing there was a literal mini Tristan with blonde hair and blue eyes. He hovered in the doorway staring up at Zippy.
"DAD there's a girl outside your office!"
Tristan scooped him up into his arms instantly. "What did I tell you?" He snapped at the four year old.
"Uh hi..." He said to Zippy.
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Post by Zippy on Aug 26, 2011 16:54:49 GMT -5
Zippy's eyes widened.
Dear god, she was a homewrecker.
"I'll just...come by later."
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Post by tshamien on Aug 26, 2011 16:57:36 GMT -5
"No, that's okay." Tristan held the wriggling Mikey in his arms.
"DAAAAAAAD," Mikey squealed.
"Shaddup!" Tristan said to him and Mikey relaxed in his arms, huffed and looked up at him, then at Zippy.
"She's pretty." Mikey said, he waved at her smiling.
"Go inside and stay," Tristan ordered, setting him down. He shut the door and stepped outside.
"My ma couldn't take him today so he's now destroying my career...Zippy...I..." He ran his fingers through his hair.
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Post by Zippy on Aug 26, 2011 17:51:27 GMT -5
"It's okay! I'll just go over the exam with you another time..." She glanced around them, the hallway was empty.
"Please tell me you're not married!"
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Post by tshamien on Aug 26, 2011 19:02:43 GMT -5
"No!" He answered immediately. "No! He's mine...completely, his mom's not even around..."
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Post by Zippy on Aug 27, 2011 1:00:10 GMT -5
"Oh. That's....kinda sad for him, actually..." Zippy answered, frowning. "Anyway, we don't have to make this awkward. I'm just...gonna go now."
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Post by tshamien on Aug 27, 2011 10:43:48 GMT -5
"Don't go. He's a pain in the ass but he loves girls," Tristan said with a smile. He opened the office door and Mikey was standing right there with a huge grin on his face.
"I can burp the ABCs." He announced proudly.
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Post by Zippy on Aug 27, 2011 11:12:49 GMT -5
"That's amazing!" Zippy replied, but had a fake smile on her face.
She didn't want to do this, especially after what had happened on Friday. Not only did she have to deal with the fact that Tristan completely violated his TA code of conduct (and was determining her grade) but she had to figure out what he thought about all of this.
And he had a kid?!
She stepped into his office and pulled him in, shutting the door. "I'm so sorry for what happened, we can just forget it, okay?"
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Post by tshamien on Aug 27, 2011 19:08:30 GMT -5
"Uh...okay, if you want?" Tristan said with a shrug. He could really care less, it wouldn't be the first time that a girl flipped out over Mikey. It was a lot to handle.
"So need help with the final?" He asked casually, going over to his desk.
"So what's your name? Why you here? Whatcha do? How do you know my dad?" Mikey asked in quick sucession. He grabbed her hand and followed her to the desk.
"Mikey go draw me a dinosaur or something," Tristan said.
"Kay!"
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