~EmberHerd and Green Island Farms~ *Temporary owner*

[equinehugger3]

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I'm a freckled orangeh.
Who could punch the first/next person who calls her a ginger.
HARD.

 

[equinehugger3]

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She laughed. "You do look a little dressy compared to me," She said, a hint of a smile showing through.

"How come? I'm only wearin' a t-shirt, half-dirty jeans, a snowboardin' hat, and vans," he said with a boyish grin. Within seconds, they made it to town and drove down a couple of truck-lined streets to find the bar.

"It looks good to me," She said in a subtly flirtatious manner, returning the grin.

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

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"How come? I'm only wearin' a t-shirt, half-dirty jeans, a snowboardin' hat, and vans," he said with a boyish grin. Within seconds, they made it to town and drove down a couple of truck-lined streets to find the bar.

"It looks good to me," She said in a subtly flirtatious manner, returning the grin.

"Oh, thanks..." he said, pulling into the small parking lot, which was filled with other cars. "I like your shirt too."

 

[equinehugger3]

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"It looks good to me," She said in a subtly flirtatious manner, returning the grin.

"Oh, thanks..." he said, pulling into the small parking lot, which was filled with other cars. "I like your shirt too."

"Nothing much, just an old thing," She said with a laugh. "Looks like we're here!"

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

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"Oh, thanks..." he said, pulling into the small parking lot, which was filled with other cars. "I like your shirt too."

"Nothing much, just an old thing," She said with a laugh. "Looks like we're here!"

"Yep," said Dennis, turning off the engine and stepping from the truck.

 

[equinehugger3]

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"Nothing much, just an old thing," She said with a laugh. "Looks like we're here!"

"Yep," said Dennis, turning off the engine and stepping from the truck.

Bridget stepped out of the truck gingerly placing her hurt foot on the ground. She shut the door and brushed her loose side bangs away from her face. The rest of her hair was twisted into a messy bun on the crown of her head.

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

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"Yep," said Dennis, turning off the engine and stepping from the truck.

Bridget stepped out of the truck gingerly placing her hurt foot on the ground. She shut the door and brushed her loose side bangs away from her face. The rest of her hair was twisted into a messy bun on the crown of her head.

Dennis shut his door, walking beside Bridget towards the bar.

 

[equinehugger3]

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Bridget stepped out of the truck gingerly placing her hurt foot on the ground. She shut the door and brushed her loose side bangs away from her face. The rest of her hair was twisted into a messy bun on the crown of her head.

Dennis shut his door, walking beside Bridget towards the bar.

She stumbled on her hurt leg, almost falling down onto her behind. "Oh, gosh," She muttered through gritted teeth, clutching her ankle. She stood, taking all weight off of the ankle and cursing under hear breath.

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

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Dennis shut his door, walking beside Bridget towards the bar.

She stumbled on her hurt leg, almost falling down onto her behind. "Oh, gosh," She muttered through gritted teeth, clutching her ankle. She stood, taking all weight off of the ankle and cursing under hear breath.

"Oh my god, are you okay?" asked Dennis. "Here." He took hold of her hand just to keep her from falling again.

 

[equinehugger3]

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She stumbled on her hurt leg, almost falling down onto her behind. "Oh, gosh," She muttered through gritted teeth, clutching her ankle. She stood, taking all weight off of the ankle and cursing under hear breath.

"Oh my god, are you okay?" asked Dennis. "Here." He took hold of her hand just to keep her from falling again.

"Yeah, I think," She said, biting her lip. She used his hand and pulled herself up before beginning to hobble along, using him to balance herself. "Oh, gosh, sorry," She said quietly, catching herself again.a