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Post by Tessa Clare on Dec 27, 2010 3:49:41 GMT -5
"Whoa..." Tessa said. The swirls were definatly something to behold. "It's pretty." she commented. Desiree certainly didn't seem like a tattoo like that would belong with her, but everyone's different... "How old were you when you got it?" she asked.
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Post by Desiree Diaz on Dec 27, 2010 3:54:27 GMT -5
Desiree pulled her shirt back down and strapped the guitar on her back once again. "Hmm... about..." she took a moment to think how long ago she had gotten it. "'Bout two years ago, so I was sixteen." she smiled bright. "Dad let me get it for a birthday present." she nodded, like she was agreeing with herself.
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Post by Tessa Clare on Dec 27, 2010 4:01:20 GMT -5
Tessa laughed. "Wow, my parents would never, ever allow something like that. Not that I would want it." she said with a laugh. "Your dad sounds like a pretty cool guy." She commented as they continued walking.
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Post by Desiree Diaz on Dec 27, 2010 4:05:12 GMT -5
Desiree shrugged. "Yeah, kinda helps that I'm adopted though I guess." she never knew her real parents, but she didnt' care to know anyway. Despite not having too much as she grew up, she apreciated what she did have, and wouldn't want to change it for the world. She loved her adopted dad, no matter how much she could have had with a better paying family like Tessa apparently had.
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Post by Tessa Clare on Dec 27, 2010 4:07:45 GMT -5
Tessa had never met anyone adopted, she barely knew what that was, but found it interesting nonetheless. They continued walking and as Tessa noticed a building that seemed to look like they sold stuff. She pointed excited. "Is that it?"
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Post by Desiree Diaz on Dec 27, 2010 16:22:47 GMT -5
Desiree nodded. "Sure is, let's head in." she said, tugging her forward a little more. Time to shop... for cleaning supply....
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