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Something In Common
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“I’m sorry,” a familiar voice said.
Alice froze and slammed the bag down on the table, pencil in hand. “Are you stalking me or something?” she demanded.
“Why of course not,” Tonya replied, smiling a Colgate smile. “Mind if I sit down?” Without waiting for an answer, she unceremoniously lowered herself into the seat across from Alice.
“I keep running into you everywhere,” Alice accused, pointing the pencil at Tonya, her fingers gripping it so tightly they began to turn white. “It’s weird.”
“Whoa, calm down,” Tonya said, holding her hands out. “Put the weapon away. I come in peace. I just thought I’d say hello.”
Realizing she looked a bit threatening and looked as if she were about to stab Tonya, Alice sighed and dropped the pencil to the table, unclenching her fist and uncurling her fingers.
“Anyway,” Tonya charged on, reaching her hands up to smooth some fly away hairs that had come loose from her bun, “I just saw you over here and thought I’d say hello.”
“How the ***** is it we manage to keep being in the same place like this? I’d rather not see you,” Alice said rudely, forcefully closing her notebook and knocking the pencil to the floor. Tonya leaned down to pick it up, but Alice quickly said, “No, don’t. Just answer my question.”
Tonya straightened up. “I don’t know, Alice. Maybe it’s a little thing called chance. Or maybe it’s just what we have in common, that we like the same places. I did tell you that we were bound to have something in common, didn’t I?”
Alice gestured around her. “This doesn’t exactly seem like your type of place.”
Laughing, Tonya told her, “Actually, it’s not. I have a couple of friends who, for some reason, like to troll for women in places like this. I prefer something a little more up-scale myself.”
“Up-scale. You mean rich,” Alice corrected smartly.
Tonya laughed once more. “If that’s what you want to call it, Alice.”
The pair fell into a slightly uncomfortable silence. Alice’s eyes were traveling around the room, watching the other bar patrons, as she felt Tonya’s persistent gaze burning into her. Finally, she could take it no more. “What? Why are you staring at me?” she demanded.
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hmmmm…interesting, plotting those two together. I liked it!
OMFG!!! That was hilarious…All the nonsense banter and arguing…*shakes head and wipes tears from eyes* Granted, it was TOTALLY ALIEN-STRANGE but really very good too. I need more
Don’t be scared of the Ton-Ton, Alice,” LMAO no one should ever be afraid of the Ton Ton. You did it, you immortalized Tonass! Are you going to pay for Alice’s therapy? brilliant!
wow this is really interesting, i liked it a lot.
The idea of tonass makes me say “ick” in my mind, but you have me intrigued foxfire. I hope you’ll continue. I’d love to see the other girls’ reaction to Tonya and Alice.
Wow, I can’t believe it, but I actually liked this alot. When I read the posts on the Danish thread about Tonass, I thought “no way,” but I actually liked this. You wrote Tonya and Alice very believably and I think I’d like to see more!
i liked it too! i’m amazed that i did. but i did.
that was soooo weird!…yet i liked it. janet reno in a bathing suit – loved that line. ^ – ^ it made me gag and laugh at the same time.
That, was HILARIOUS! Tonass is actually quite cute. Both characters were spot on and loved the constant bickering. Forget paying for Alice’s therapy, pay for mine because I’m still having a hard time believing Alice and Tonya “got jiggy with it”. Laughed my ass off at the Ton-Ton, just great!