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Would It Help to Say I'm Sorry?
Date: 10/10/2017, Categories: Celebrities, Author: Dawn_Summers, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
still talking when there was a knock on the door which was immediately followed by Shelby entering. "Hi everyone!" the CFC champion said. "Hi Shelby," was the general reply. "Whatcha doing over here?" Sam asked. "I came over to pick up Freddie." "Huh?" said Carly "Huh?" added Nevel. "HUHHHHHHHH?" exclaimed Sam. The trio looked at Freddie, noticing for the first time how nicely dressed he was. "We're going on a date," explained the martial artist. "Let me grab my jacket." As soon as Freddie had left the room Sam opened a barrage of questions. "I thought you said he was creepy? A potential stalker?" Shelby shrugged. "People change. He's not the same guy who ate the raisins off the toast anymore. He's grown up a lot." Carly looked at the others in the room. "Maybe we all have." Nods were exchanged. Freddie came back into the room and he and Shelby left. Carly noticed something as the door closed but refrained from saying anything. Instead she waited to see if Sam had noticed that the departing pair had left hand in ... hand. Sam didn't comment. Instead she eyes Nevel speculatively. "S'up Nevel? Pull up a chair." Her expression brightened. "Hey, do you know how to play poker?" "No," Nevel admitted. "Got any money?" Sam produced a deck of cards and began to deal them. "Not with me," Nevel hedged. "That's okay. You can owe me." “Or we can play the other version,” Carly mentioned to Sam, a smile slowly creeping on her face. “Really?” she asked her best friend. “Really,” confirmed Carly. “How can you play poker without money? It simply goes against the nature of playing poker,” Nevel commented. Carly and Sam just looked at each other, the unspoken dialogue flying between them going unnoticed by their guest. But they both knew that by the hour’s up he would lose every hand at poker and the girls would take lots of pictures of him.The End (Okay, I have to admit it. I was surprised by how Nevel ended up acting in this story. I don't care much for the prissy little shit but any writer can tell you that sometimes characters tell you how they want to be written and not the other way around.)