just like old times - p, walker
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[align=center][div style="width: 375px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 7pt; letter-spacing: 0.8px; word-spacing: 0px; line-height: 13px; color: #000"] She was sitting at the bar in the casino, having left the company of her brothers to join that of Walker's. They hadn't seen each other in a long while, so of course she had wanted to catch up with him - not to mention she was tired of Lore at the moment. She was aware of Lore's overprotectiveness, but originally she went over to Walker for nothing more than to see if she could get him to tell her what he had been up to.

” It's odd we'd bump into each other again, isn't it?” she commented, taking a sip from whatever her drink of choice was at the moment. Her eyes wandered from Walker, landing on her brother who was trying to not-so-obviously watch them. She sighed and looked back to Walker.

She was surprised there wasn't a hole burnt through his head yet with the looks her brother was trying to so sneakily give. ” How long you gonna ignore the eyes burning into your head?” she mused, watching for any reaction from the man she was speaking to. She knew well that there was no way Walker didn't know he was being watched and even with how careful Lore thought he was being.

”He's still not a fan, Lore, but I doubt that surprises you.”


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[align=left][b]but maybe it's 'cause I'm wearing your cologne
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