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    Thursdays – (Chapter: And Then I Met Her)

    Story written on October 6, 2006 by comic24x7.
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    Story Shortlink: https://lesfan.com/?p=12434
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    Girl is grumpy. Girl meets girl. Girl no longer grumpy.

               

               The morning was calm and cool. The sound of honking reverberated throughout the city as angry drivers attempted to reach their stressful jobs in rush hour traffic. Feeling as though a 100 lb. block was tied to each of her feet, the tired brunette slowly dragged herself up toward the glass doors. Taking in a deep breathe, she groaned loudly before entering the building.

     

                Never taking her sleepy eyes off of the floor, the woman approached the front desk. “Name please,” a soft voice requested from behind the counter. “Ashley Davies,” was the bored reply.

     

    The person from behind the counter typed on her computer for a few seconds before replying. “Ok. Your appointment is at nine. Please sign here and have a good morning.”

     

    The chipper sound of the voice was making Ashley sick. She was already in a bad mood, and the enthusiastic tone of the person in front of her was not helping. “Ugh. How can you possibly be so upbeat this early in the mor-.” Ashley’s angry comments were stopped short when she finally decided to look up from the ground. In front of her, shining blue eyes melted away any feelings of annoyance that she had currently been experiencing.

     

                The blonde chuckled slightly. “Unfortunately I’m a huge morning person, and judging by your mood right now I would assume that you’re definitely not.”

     

    The blonde continued to smile and Ashley was starting to feel her body quickly awaken. Her initial dream-like state from first seeing the girl was slowly wearing off, and her confident, flirtatious persona was kicking in.

     

    “Yeah well mornings do suck, but seeing a cute girl sure does make them more tolerable.” Ashley’s devilish smile now reached from ear to ear.

     

    The blonde stared at her for a moment before responding. “Well today is definitely unique. It’s not every day that I get hit on by a patient.”

     

    “Your right. It must have something to do with the fact that I’m supposedly crazy.”

     

                The blonde laughed at the last remark, and Ashley could feel her heart speed up. Her cocky side was getting the best of her, and she couldn’t help but continue to pursue the woman in front of her.

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    11. you have to continue….or me and clomle are going to have one heck of a time convincing the man to trade us. ill have to give up my delicious melt in your mouth cookies…when i really rather share with you two. :]

    12. you have to continue….or me and clomle are going to have one heck of a time convincing the man to trade us. ill have to give up my delicious melt in your mouth cookies…when i really rather share with you two. :]

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    16. Whabada-uba. I loves it I loves it I loves it and if you throw it in the dumpster then I shall get the bag man with the smelly unkempt hair to get it out. Then I shall trade him for it. It may take many hot dogs but I’m not letting this story go to the rubbish tip.

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