ConflagratBlaze: Yo.
Amelia: hey Blaze!
ConflagratBlaze: Hey Ammy. 'Sup?
Amelia: rescuing a guy from the Council and then I gotta get all gothed up again, eek.
ConflagratBlaze: Gothed up? Why?
Amelia: going out to that club tonight.
ConflagratBlaze: ..... Ammy's got a date! Ammy's got a date! *can tell that he is doing a taunting dance over the comm*
Amelia: Blaze!!!!
Amelia: and so what if I do, huh? gosh!
ConflagratBlaze: With EN or Aspy?
Amelia: BLAZE!!!!!
ConflagratBlaze: What?
Amelia: I am NOT ... ooh ... you ...
Amelia: and anyways who else would I be going to the goth club with, oh-em-gee?
ConflagratBlaze: Who knows? Aspy coulda gone goth. Maybe next he'll go all hill-billy.
Amelia: you can quit that anytime you know jeez he HAS a girlfriend remember the gorgeous redheadone it isn't LIKE that he's my FRIEND!!!
ConflagratBlaze: So.... he's like an un-boyfriend or something?
Amelia: he's like a FRIEND, okay???
ConflagratBlaze: Geez... okay, okay. Take a chill pill....
Amelia: ::raspberry noise over the comm::
ConflagratBlaze: Real mature, Ammy.
Amelia: oh thanks that means a lot coming from Mr. Maturity himself!
ConflagratBlaze: I know it does.
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( Starry, Starry Night (the next installment) )