11-27-2019, 04:23 PM
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— when jerome saw a rather friendly face appear, he felt some of his nerves and anxieties begin to fade away. he had heard things about los santos, most descriptions depicting such a ruthless and dangerous group to become associated with. however, this woman and her cheery demeanor did such wonders to make j want to believe otherwise.
she was good at playing the part. either that, or jerome was just too painfully gullible.
eben and sel chatted about the skulls between each other. it was probably better that way. eben was better with people than jerome was; he deserved to have a bit more of the spotlight. besides, their conversation had him falling into a false sense of ease. the way she named the skulls were so painfully innocent… it was equally as painful how easily jerome was won over by such a short and simple conversation. “i’m jerome,” he was quick to introduce himself fully, flashing her a big, close-lipped smile. “it’s nice to meet you.”
— when jerome saw a rather friendly face appear, he felt some of his nerves and anxieties begin to fade away. he had heard things about los santos, most descriptions depicting such a ruthless and dangerous group to become associated with. however, this woman and her cheery demeanor did such wonders to make j want to believe otherwise.
she was good at playing the part. either that, or jerome was just too painfully gullible.
eben and sel chatted about the skulls between each other. it was probably better that way. eben was better with people than jerome was; he deserved to have a bit more of the spotlight. besides, their conversation had him falling into a false sense of ease. the way she named the skulls were so painfully innocent… it was equally as painful how easily jerome was won over by such a short and simple conversation. “i’m jerome,” he was quick to introduce himself fully, flashing her a big, close-lipped smile. “it’s nice to meet you.”
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HOW COULD I KNOW WHAT YOU DON'T SHOW?
[abbr=31 years old, male, bluestem prairie]—[/abbr] surely you've had enough of always thinking you're right. . .
[abbr=31 years old, male, bluestem prairie]—[/abbr] surely you've had enough of always thinking you're right. . .