Ryan and Seth Awkward Conversation

“Marissa!” Alex yelled as she caught her around the waist. She looked at the sleeping beauty in her arms, Alex slapped her cheek a bit, but she was out cold. Alex sighed as she managed to carry Marissa into her office and lay her on the couch.

“Shouldn’t of gave her that.” Alex a dit to herself as she took a siège at the table, tableau and took a swig from her bière that she had left there earlier.

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The doorbell rang loudly throughout Julie’s trailer as she was doing her hair in the bathroom.

“Just a minute.”...

chapter 5.

Volchek turned into a darkened alleyway where he halted his prized posession of transportation. He stepped out, cigarette in hand and walked over to the side of a building. The door opened a crack to see who was outside and beady little black eyes peered from within.

"About time. You're late." the gruff voice from the other side of the door spoke

"Yea, I know, I got held up." Volchek ran his hand over his head.

"This is the third time its happened, once plus and I'm cutting toi off."

"C'mon O'Malley toi wouldn't do that, that's bad business skills right there"

"No, its a smart business...

Chapter3.

"So toi must really like her, huh Kev?" Alex grinned
(Remember Volchek's first name is Kevin)

"Yea I guess, I mean she's alright. She's definately(sp?) not innocent, who ever knew a private school chick like her could throw it down."

"Wow, come to think of it, it's been two whole months since the two of toi started hooking up. Actually, I've never seen toi stick with someone this long. So toi must care about her right?" Alex grinned again and hit Volchek in the shoulder.

"I guess, if toi look that deep into it. So Alex, hook up with any hot chicks lately?"

"Nope..."

"Oh yea, that's right...

chapter 4.

Marissa walked through the doors of The Bait Shop, hoping that maybe her jour would not end as crappy as it had started. Volchek followed close behind her.

"Alex?" Volchek called out, over towards the bar. The person he had yelled at had their back to them, but when they turned around it certainly wasn't Alex.

"Who the hell are you?" Volchek questioned, obviously slightly alarmed
"and where the hell is Alex?" he continued

"The name's Ryan, Ry-an! ou is that too much for toi to remember? Alex had to step out for a bit, so I'm covering for her." Ryan a dit snottily.

Volchek's hand left Marissa's...