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[orangetoughguy]

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[This post actually comes a bit in the late morning/early noon Thursday.]

I don't got a mouthful of words like some other guys so I'll keep this short and sweet.

Where I'm from this is only a year old but I bet it's gonna be a classic.

[The sound of someone turning the stereo on because that someone doesn't really understand digital embedding. Look at least that's not an LP he's playing okay? Anyway this starts playing at full blast.

Somewhere in the middle of the song there may or may not be another guy yelling at him to turn it down (which he doesn't do, at all). And when the song's over...]

I gotta take out the garbage.

[Click.]

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[orangetoughguy]

[Uhhhhhhhhhh. Sob confusion, he has it.]

Sorry, is it a platonic thing?

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[thenormalsquint]

[Sigh. She might as well spit it out.]

More like a relative thing.

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[orangetoughguy]

Say what? [Oh yeah he thinks she's pulling his leg.]

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[thenormalsquint]

You still never told me your name.

[No pulling of his leg, but if she tells him something personal about her, he needs to do the same in return.]

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[orangetoughguy]

[This again? There's an audible sigh because Angela seems trustworthy but that's exactly the kind of person trouble would wanna visit if she did know his name. Some guys take no prisoners.]

It's a hard situation, Angela.

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[thenormalsquint]

What, are you in the witness protection program or something? I mean, fine, keep your name a secret, I don't care, but I'm curious to why it's such big secret to begin with.

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[orangetoughguy]

[Much quieter now.]

It ain't no secret I showed up shot in the gut and close to the heart.

I left in the middle of a mess, I was dyin' back there.

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[thenormalsquint]

[Well that part's a secret to her. The things Angela misses when she's not trolling the network.]

And that's why you don't give out your name. Because you think the person who shot you will find you?

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[orangetoughguy]

No, I don't think that's possible.

[Seeing as how he shot her back and killed her.]

It's more complicated than that okay?

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[thenormalsquint]

He's my father.

[Fair trade.]

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[orangetoughguy]

.....

[It's almost anticlimactic or something or maybe Freddy isn't sure if she's joking but why would she be joking about this after his own honest delivery? Nonetheless, have a little disbelief in his tone.]

Really?

[Freddy's good at switching from serious to upbeat in a snap?]

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[thenormalsquint]

You told me something and I told you something in return. Just don't get weird about it.

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[orangetoughguy]

I think it's cool. That means I know the daughter of a celebrity. I'm one degree away from Hollywood.

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[thenormalsquint]

Yeah, no perks for you.

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[orangetoughguy]

Come on do I sound like the kind of guy who'd use his connections to get in and out of everywhere on the strip?

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[thenormalsquint]

The ones who deny it the most are the first ones hiding in my bushes looking for him to visit so they can ambush him for an autograph.

[That never actually happened, but he doesn't need to know that.]

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[orangetoughguy]

No way, stalking's a criminal offense and I'm too pretty to do time.

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[thenormalsquint]

You'll never survive the first day's shower.