Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20160216181001/@comment-26104528-20160904042013

"Well, these are my throwaways; I have nicer, more...elaborate... pairs back home." Loretta mentally noted Violet's words.

"I can get 'em to ya tommorrow. They're made of the same stuff that Azz's suit and your dress are likely made of. Doesn't dig in too much, keeps the chafing down..."

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While Loretta and Violet were talking, Daxton had already slipped on his headphones and had his classic rock on full blast. He wanted to hear absolutely nothing of Loretta's drivel.

"...With a rebel yell, she cired more, more, MORE..."

He clicked to the next song.

"...You, SHOOK ME ALL. NIGHT. LONG..."

Next song.

"...Every girlie crazy 'bout a sharp dressed man..."

Next song.

"...She used to look good to me, but now I find her...simply irresitible..."

CLICK. CLICK. CLICK.

"...We're the Renegades of FUNK!!! Funk...funk...funk..."

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Honara snickered. "Well, Loretta's less about heists; more about the outdoors. Unless you're robbing a train, I don't think you'll have to worry about her interurpting any time soon..."

"Honestly, Basilio or not, a night in the park was nice." she replied. "I've always been go-go-go, almost forgot that slowing down can be just as relieving."

Honara stopped out in front of the branch office, keeping her eyes open in case someone was signaling her to go somewhere else.

"Ok to park here?"