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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Aug 11, 2004 8:44:52 GMT -5
I wake up and rush to the other side of the bed, hiding behind the mattress
"Leave...leave me alone!!"
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Post by Lysander Josef Bassarov on Aug 11, 2004 8:46:13 GMT -5
"No, no its okay...Im alright now...Im...sorry...I destroyed your house...."
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Aug 11, 2004 8:48:07 GMT -5
"What happened? Why did you...turn into a monster?!!"
I am still very afraid. I have not seen anything like it before.
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Post by Lysander Josef Bassarov on Aug 11, 2004 8:52:50 GMT -5
"I...Im not exactly sure...I just felt my emotions take me over, and BOOM! I got all Monster-ish...I dont know what to do...I totaly mauled your house, I had no control...I feal so sorry, and so helpless..."
I sit down on the torn couch, trying to sort out what happened.
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Aug 11, 2004 8:56:59 GMT -5
"Let's just call a maid to clean this up."
I look up the number of a maid, and see an ad for Rosa Espirar. I give her a call on the phone.
"Hello, I am looking to hire a maid and saw your ad..."
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Post by Rosa on Aug 11, 2004 9:02:14 GMT -5
I pick up the phone. I listen and copy down the address.
"Ill be right there..."
I teleport to the address, and she open the door for me.
"Wow, no kiding. Es mucho mal...But ill fix it up the best I can..."
And then I see him, Lysander. What a hunk. I continue to stare at him as Im cleaning. He looks just like his dad...
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Aug 11, 2004 9:06:41 GMT -5
"Hey Senorita, no vista mi boyfriend, comprende"
I cross my arms, maybe I shouldn't be so mean, but really she is totally checking him out.
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Post by Lysander Josef Bassarov on Aug 11, 2004 9:08:35 GMT -5
I just think, not paying attention to anything that goes on around me...Anna's gonna be really angry. I need to talk to my dad...
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Post by Rosa on Aug 11, 2004 9:10:48 GMT -5
"I would appreciate if you would talk to me in simple english "Comprede?" I dont need to hear it in spanish, I speak english perfectly well..."
I stop eyeing Lysander and stare at her
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Aug 11, 2004 9:13:26 GMT -5
"Sorry, my last maids only spoke spanish. Let me make you a taco and lets be friends."
I roll my eyes and laugh a little.
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Post by Moira on Aug 11, 2004 9:16:11 GMT -5
"Listen Akira, you ain't getting me into no dress and that is final." I spit out my pretend chocolate flavored chew onto the sidewalk. "Maybe we could just both wear tuxes if you don't want to wear a dress."
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Post by Rosa on Aug 11, 2004 9:17:54 GMT -5
"Hey missy..."
I say, putting my hand on my hips...
"I dont eat tacos, for your information...You are being completely raacist! I dont need this! If you want me to clean this place up for you, you treat me with a little respect...got it?""
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Aug 11, 2004 9:22:09 GMT -5
"I guess you are right. I am sorry. I am just in a bad mood seeing my place such a mess."
I sit next to Lysander, feeling sort of like a bi'tch for being so mean to her.
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Post by Rosa on Aug 11, 2004 9:24:33 GMT -5
I let out an exasperated sigh
"Thank you, Im sorry for yelling...You'd be suprised how much I get this. It really is bad. I will be glad to clean this plac ethe best I can, just no tacos."
I steel a glance over to Lysander, and then shoot back.
"Alright, let me fix this place up!"
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Aug 11, 2004 9:27:39 GMT -5
"Lets head into town while she cleans and go for breakfast, Lysander."
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