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Post by Spot Conlon on Oct 14, 2011 13:40:11 GMT -5
'oh believe me I've already figured that much out. Sometimes I say yes just because I know it'll get me laid later that night,' he admitted shaking his head with a smirk.
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Post by tshamien on Oct 14, 2011 13:47:14 GMT -5
"I do that too," Tristan said with a laugh. "Man...look at us huh? You finally gave it to the fact that you love your girl...I'm all settled down. Boring huh?"
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Post by Spot Conlon on Oct 14, 2011 14:00:55 GMT -5
'on the outside it sounds boring but something tells me both of us are bound to live very colorful lives.' he said ordering another double shot despite the fact he was already feeling quite drunk
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Post by tshamien on Oct 14, 2011 14:03:02 GMT -5
Tristan laughed, "I work for Alex Wisely, so you're right." He clinked his glass with Spot's before taking the shot.
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Post by Spot Conlon on Oct 14, 2011 14:07:01 GMT -5
'do you think Rae will kill me if I show up drunk or hungover tomorrow?' Spot asked, knowing he was going to be one of those
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Post by tshamien on Oct 14, 2011 14:09:04 GMT -5
"Definitely," Tristan said with a smirk. "But don't worry, I'll be right there with ya...drunk or hungover, whichever."
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Post by Spot Conlon on Oct 14, 2011 14:25:57 GMT -5
'ya but you ain't the one gettin married tomorrow,' Spot said standing up, 'fuck it's hot in here let's go outside,' he said, feeling dizzy from all the liquor he consumed
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Post by tshamien on Oct 14, 2011 14:40:49 GMT -5
"Sure," Tristan took another swig of his beer, paid the bartender and went outside after Spot.
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Post by Spot Conlon on Oct 14, 2011 14:44:21 GMT -5
'you know what, after tonight I ain't free anymore. I feel like I oughtta go out with a bang,'Spot said turning to Tristan as he pulled out a cigarette. 'I'm Spot FUCKING Conlon-this city has to know I'm goin out big.'
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Post by tshamien on Oct 14, 2011 14:52:48 GMT -5
"You're not really going anywhere though," Tristan looked at him blankly, shrugged and lit a cigarette of his own. "Whatcha wanna do?"
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Post by Spot Conlon on Oct 14, 2011 15:15:07 GMT -5
Spot shrug and shook his head, 'no fucking clue.' he said heading off to nowhere in particular
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Post by tshamien on Oct 14, 2011 15:18:18 GMT -5
Tristan blinked and then trotted off beside him. "We're supposed to get drunk and stupid right now, not be looking for adventure, come on...let's go back in the bar and get fucked up."
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Post by Spot Conlon on Oct 14, 2011 15:28:40 GMT -5
'I'm already fucked up...go snag a bottle of whiskey and bring it outside it was too fucking hot in there,' Spot said unbuttoning a few buttons on his shirt
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Post by tshamien on Oct 14, 2011 15:29:59 GMT -5
"You need to relax," Tristan said before sneaking back inside and snagging a bottle of whiskey for the both of them.
"Are you okay?" Tristan noticed the sweat on Spot's brow and watched him turn pink. "Take a deep breath or something..."
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Post by Spot Conlon on Oct 14, 2011 15:38:00 GMT -5
'im fine I'm fine,' Spot said grabbing the bottle and chugging like it was water. 'okay...I'm not that drunk where I can't feel it burning,' Spot spat out
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