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Post by rachel on May 31, 2010 12:00:19 GMT -7
Kyla Shefield walked into the pub and went to sit at the bar she was tired and needed a drink. She'd managed to get Shane to go off somewhere without her and now she had time to be tired and drink. She wore a white tank top, jeans, and her black stetson
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Post by Vendetta on May 31, 2010 12:02:54 GMT -7
Chase came out from the room behind the counter. Hey, what can I do ya for?
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Post by rachel on May 31, 2010 12:06:21 GMT -7
A whiskey. she said taking her hat off to sit it on the bar and run her finger through her hair
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Post by Vendetta on May 31, 2010 12:07:23 GMT -7
Comin' right up he said, reaching under the counter and fumbling amongst the bottles.
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Post by rachel on May 31, 2010 12:11:33 GMT -7
She leaned her head onto her arms, letting the tiredness catch up
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Post by Vendetta on May 31, 2010 12:12:47 GMT -7
He clanked the bottle and a glass down in front of her.
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Post by rachel on May 31, 2010 12:13:17 GMT -7
She waited for the drink what's there to do out here? she asked aside from working cows.
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Post by Vendetta on May 31, 2010 12:14:28 GMT -7
He poured a measure. Not much. You came to the wrong place if you want an active social life.
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Post by rachel on May 31, 2010 12:19:25 GMT -7
She shrugged Not really...I was just wondering if there was...ever get any good rodeos out here?
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Post by Vendetta on May 31, 2010 12:21:48 GMT -7
There's the annual fundraiser, comes around in the summer.
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Post by rachel on May 31, 2010 12:28:29 GMT -7
She nodded and drank her whiskey
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Post by Vendetta on May 31, 2010 12:30:39 GMT -7
What event do you do?
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Post by rachel on May 31, 2010 12:32:23 GMT -7
barrels...and team penning with my brother
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Post by Vendetta on May 31, 2010 12:33:28 GMT -7
Nice. I used to campdraft.
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Post by rachel on May 31, 2010 12:37:32 GMT -7
i always thought it was entersting but i never tried it she said
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