02-22-2009, 12:06 AM
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-- ----------faster, faster.. the lights are turnin' red Maserati knew her brother would never fault Ryan; he'd probably get on with her alright, honestly, as it was just Anselm that he was grumpy about. Admittedly, the dark coated girl could see where he was coming from: it was a little uncalled for him to come barging into their lives long enough to throw everything into the air then leave. Yeh; Oi don't think 'e was even very happy 'bout me leavin' to come 'ere. But.. to be completely honest, Oi think Oi did it more for you 'n Gabriel than Anselm. Without even having spoken to Gabe yet, already she was quite glad that she had come. She shrugged a little, not meaning to make things awkward. It was true, though; neither she nor her brother owed the golden wolf a thing. Anselm did owe the folks here an explanation, though, and deep down Maserati wished to clarify things a little for their sake. Besides, this had to be the best excuse for an adventure vacation she could possibly come across! |