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Post by Jason Stackhouse on Dec 6, 2009 1:54:12 GMT -5
Everything about today was boring. Sometimes it just didn't pay to live in a small town. Jason propped himself up against the truck and waited for his boss Catfish to get back. It was getting colder so he wasn't going to have a lot of extra work outside but while the weather lasted they would try to get in as much overtime as possible. A man had to last some how over the winter.
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Post by Vivian Evans on Dec 6, 2009 2:48:37 GMT -5
Vivian ended up walking near a construction area; perhaps to pass a little time. Even in the south it can get cold during the winter season, so she wore jeans and a jacket with her today. Vivian still carried her brown bag with her; the one she always had during her travels. It became a habit of hers. She continued her walk when her heightened smell picked up a scent; something definitely male. Her green eyes traveled around till she saw a guy, attractive, good shape, seemed to be a person who was involved with the construction of the road. She admitted he was great to look at but she felt it wasn't in the cards. He was human so being a werepanther it was not a good idea. Vivian turned her eyes on where she was walking, she learned how to go around in this town, due to her night tracking so to speak.
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