Alec Hardy (
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tramitem_net2020-11-16 12:10 am
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[somewhat accidental video] -open
[he is on a date. At a restaurant maybe, in a store, walking into or out of a theatre. It is an awkward date from any way you look at it. Either the person is loud, or awkward, or touchy-feely and Alec looks like a mad rabbit ready to bolt at any moment. Whatever moment the camera catches is bound to cause second hand embarrassment.
At some point though during the evening, Alec will find a way to squirrel away from his...other to hiss into the camera:]
Help me.
[though he meant to send it to Anthony, well, that's not how it turns out]
At some point though during the evening, Alec will find a way to squirrel away from his...other to hiss into the camera:]
Help me.
[though he meant to send it to Anthony, well, that's not how it turns out]
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[he scowled] And I don't need your help. I'd rather suffer. If you find my body in a ditch you're the one burying it.
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But alright. I shall give last rites and everything.
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Right.... Back in...
[he makes sure to turn the device off, but wouldn't you know it? He's not as sure as he thinks. The woman in question is quite pretty in a broad sort of way and whats more has a personality that could crush a man to death for good or ill depending on his preferences.
'Welcome back, pumpkin' she says in a husky honey voice. He replies with:
'Don't call me that, for god's sake. I'm not a dog.'
'No, but you do need to be loved.'
'I'd really rather not'
But too late he is taken up in the arms of misplaced affection and crushed against the massive personality. Don't cry for him, Fell, there wasn't much left of him to begin with]