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Post by William Beckett on Jul 27, 2011 2:10:34 GMT -5
William smiled. "Really? That could be useful. I mean, knowing someone in the building."
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Post by Mikey Way on Jul 27, 2011 10:44:41 GMT -5
Mikey shrugged nervously. "Yeah I've got your back I guess. Dallon works at the diner so he's close by as well." Mikey took a swig of beer. "Brendon lives on the other side of you, he doesn't bite either."
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Post by Dallon Weekes on Jul 27, 2011 10:48:45 GMT -5
Dallon shifted his gaze. "And you're brother's here too, Mikey, don't forget." He ate another bite of the sandwich he'd helped himself to. "And that little guy is friendly."
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Post by Ian Crawford on Jul 28, 2011 17:35:39 GMT -5
Ian walked out of his apartment, keys jingling as he pulled them out of his pocket so he could lock the door behind him. He stopped, seeing Dallon and Mikey helping a new guy move stuff into the empty room across the hall. He tugged the key out of the lock and walked over to the open doorway, peering in. "Hey," he waved. "So I'm guessing we have a new neighbor," he smiled.
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Post by Mikey Way on Jul 28, 2011 19:35:05 GMT -5
Mikey nodded. "Ian, William, William, Ian." Mikey motioned his hands back and forth between the two.
He felt a lot like a tour guide.
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Post by Dallon Weekes on Jul 28, 2011 19:37:10 GMT -5
Dallon motioned for Ian to join them. He gave Mikey a slightly dirty look for his rudeness.
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Post by William Beckett on Jul 30, 2011 6:41:21 GMT -5
William grinned at the newest neighbour and offered a lazy wave.
"Infamous Bilvy Beckett, at your service," he said, smiling broadly.
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Post by Mikey Way on Jul 30, 2011 8:52:35 GMT -5
Mikey gave a quiet snort, alcohol starting to affect him already. He'd already forgotten why everyone was in his apartment.
"Infamous?"
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Post by Dallon Weekes on Jul 30, 2011 9:10:19 GMT -5
"That's what he said..." Dallon smiled and ruffled Mikey's hair. "He gets a little slow when he has alcohol."
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Post by William Beckett on Jul 30, 2011 21:04:58 GMT -5
William grinned at the two boys and told them, "I am totally infamous if you ask the right person. Also, you're a damn lightweight, Michael."
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Post by Mikey Way on Jul 30, 2011 22:41:04 GMT -5
Mikey groaned. He weighed around 130 pounds of course he was a light weight. He turned and looked at Ian instead of the other two clearly mad about the situation.
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Post by Dallon Weekes on Jul 30, 2011 22:51:52 GMT -5
Dallon snickered at Mikey before turning his attention to William. "You aren't a mass murder are you?"
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Post by Ian Crawford on Jul 31, 2011 2:09:36 GMT -5
Ian snatched Mikey's bottle from his hand to take a swig. "Doesn't look like a mass murder to me. But it's always the normal ones right?" he laughed. "Or the butlers. But seeing as we're clearly too poor to afford a butler...anyway, I'm Ian. Ian Crawford," he grinned.
He turned to Mikey- who obviously was disgruntled about Ian stealing his beer- and stuck his tongue out at him. Mikey didn't need any more to drink and even though Ian looked small, he was old enough (he got carded a lot; it was quite annoying).
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Post by Mikey Way on Jul 31, 2011 2:57:15 GMT -5
Mikey scrunched up his nose at Ian. This was their routine to embarrass him in front of the new guy. He sighed, "12 year olds can't drink Ian."
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Post by Dallon Weekes on Jul 31, 2011 2:59:07 GMT -5
Dallon shook his head at Mikey. "You guys are idiots are neighbor will start avoiding us like Brendon if you keep this up!" He scolded to the amusement of the others.
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