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Post by chez on Nov 15, 2010 15:59:08 GMT -5
*Chez listened, his opinion of Max not improving. He still seemed stuck up and a punk. Chez was fairly quiet and not majorly into big events. He wouldn't go to any party, even if he was invited. It was to crowded and loud. Plus he didn't feel like he fit anywhere. He would rather be doing something productive, like looking for food. or a warm place to sleep.*
I'll tell you this much. Count your self lucky that you have had a roof over your head for most your life. I haven't had that luxury.
*It was a luxury for Chez because he often was the one out in the rain storm or the snow storm, trying to keep warm. He had spet most his life on the streets and he was one of few that could say that. Even thought he wasn't proud of it. It sure beat that good for nothing orphanage. Plus his power was perfect for getting out of tight situations and fights.*
That's all your going to get because I don't like reliving it.
*He had already told the story once today and that was quite a bit for him. He didn't like those memories.*
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