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Post by Mustapha on Sept 23, 2009 0:56:21 GMT -5
Mustapha listened to Scaramouche with a raised eyebrow, and when she was finished she lowered both of them into frown. "Getting old? Clingy?" Mustapha shrugged, she didn't understand.
"It means you are getting annoying because you hang around them too much..." 2D answered, swallowing a mouthful of gin she had been nursing since Mustapha entered.
"annoying because I hang around you too much?" She repeated quietly before shooting a deadly glare at Scaramouche her pigtails whipping around. She untucked her legs and sat rim rod straight, "Sorry if I like you Scaramouche! I mean, someone here has to!" Mustapha burst out suddenly, she was hurt.
"Haha! Nice one pinkie!" 2D cheered.
"Shut up!" Mustapha barked in the older bohemian's direction.
"And I'm sorry if I act that way, but who else am I supposed to hang with? Charlotte? Madonna? As if, you told em not to ever sinced they tried to give me lingerie!!" Mustapha growled standing up and pointing a figure at Scaramouche. "A-a-and..." Mustapha looked and the floor with a sad face before glaring back up at Scaramouche, on the verge of tears, "I just want a mum!!" She burst out before running out of the room, crying.
The two girls watched before looking back at Scaramouche. "Wow... and I do mean, wow..." 2D said softly. Nash stared at Scaramouche for a little while, "I miss my mum..." her lip bounced a little. "Okay! Nash! I'm getting you drunk... er... see ya... i guess" 2D intervened before Nash had a spaz attack. She awkwardly waved goodbye to Scaramouche before leaving.
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