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Post by Andrew Wheatley on Sept 9, 2013 23:26:49 GMT
Andy stood in front of his closet, regarding the dresses inside and wondering if there was any point to him keeping them now that he was a guy again.
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Post by The Mad Man on Sept 9, 2013 23:35:53 GMT
Jackson then transports into Andy's bedroom,he leans in the wall as she smirked looking at him,"Well look who it is,Andy,how's it going?"
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Post by Andrew Wheatley on Sept 9, 2013 23:38:41 GMT
Andy jumped, slowly turning around and glaring at him. "What do you think you're doing here?"
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Post by The Mad Man on Sept 9, 2013 23:47:15 GMT
"Its my town baby,I go where I wanna go~" he purred softy
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Post by Andrew Wheatley on Sept 9, 2013 23:52:56 GMT
Andy grimaced, folding his arms and moving to put stuff away, determined to ignore the spirit.
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Post by The Mad Man on Sept 9, 2013 23:59:25 GMT
Jackson flies upside down as he looks at Andy "Whatcha doing??"
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Post by Andrew Wheatley on Sept 10, 2013 0:00:57 GMT
"Cleaning," he replied shortly.
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Post by The Mad Man on Sept 10, 2013 0:13:40 GMT
"Booooooring" he said as he then lands on the ground and waves his hand as the closet door closes
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Post by Andrew Wheatley on Sept 10, 2013 0:15:57 GMT
Andy fliches at the loud noise of the doors.
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Post by The Mad Man on Sept 10, 2013 0:26:14 GMT
He then walks over to him "Forget cleaning,You and Me are gonna have some fun~"
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Post by Andrew Wheatley on Sept 10, 2013 0:35:09 GMT
Andy steps nervously back from Jackson. "I don't want to."
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Post by The Mad Man on Sept 10, 2013 0:36:59 GMT
"Oh don't fight it..." He said with a smirk as he pins him on the wall.
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Post by Andrew Wheatley on Sept 10, 2013 0:40:22 GMT
Andy attempts to writhe out of his grip, stilling when pain goes through his injured arm.
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Post by The Mad Man on Sept 10, 2013 0:45:10 GMT
He smirked as he tightened his grip and forcefully kissed him,
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Post by Andrew Wheatley on Sept 10, 2013 0:46:51 GMT
Andy winced slightly at Jackson's tight grip, keeping his lips shut and still against Jackson's.
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