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Post by Tara Thornton on Sept 2, 2009 10:48:03 GMT -5
Tara seethed in his office, going over and over the injustice of it all in her head. What right did he have? What was the point of this whole thing? They weren't sleeping together anymore, so there was no reason to even be back there or for him to be involved with what she did on her own time.
Whatever the reason though, she was scared, and confused and wanted only to go back to the constant she had in her life.
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Post by Kyle Summers on Sept 2, 2009 13:24:41 GMT -5
Kyle winced as Tara stalked off into Sams office, after being summoned. He really did not envy Sam right now, taking Tara on when she was in a mood like this! She's liable to seriously, physically, hurt someone right now! Well, he had to give it to the bar owner, he had balls! (OOC - Sorry, could not think)
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Post by haylee on Sept 3, 2009 11:00:31 GMT -5
"Sure. I'll be fine Sam," Haylee nodded toward her statement and drummed her fingertips a tad. Eventually, she stood from her seat in order to have a small stretch, as to not go bonkers. Usually, Haylee wasn't impatient. Everything was finally setting in, "first day" jitters and all of the ideas of what could go wrong. Doomed before the beginning. That wasn't all to positive, Haylee shook her forehead and began to scan the area, sure to keep her busy for awhile. So far, there didn't look to be any takers, to wander in yet. At least there wouldn't be any holler'n for now.
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Post by Sam Merlotte on Sept 3, 2009 17:22:05 GMT -5
Sam nodded his head to Haylee, he hated doing this. Especially on her first day. But he had to talk to Tara. "I'll be as quick as I can." with those words he hurried out of the bar and into the back and through the hallway. He got to the door of his office and took a deep breath before walking inside.
Tara was not happy. Sam was used to that, Tara could give as good as she got and could cut you down with just a few words. He had to approach this as cautiously as he could.
"Tara" he began, trying to find the right opening statement. "You got something you want to tell me?" he said pointing to the bruises on her face.
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