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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Mar 8, 2010 15:10:34 GMT -4
"So feel free to pick a room for yourselves, and enjoy your evening. You'll find some spare clothes in most rooms. Just find one of our maids if you need anything." He said smiling.
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Post by music of the night on Mar 8, 2010 19:30:54 GMT -4
Angela nodded, finally picking a room without letters on the door.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Mar 9, 2010 8:39:14 GMT -4
Hugo opened the door and let them into the room and smiled.
"Like I said, just give a shout if you need anything" he smiled. He then left them to their own business.
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Post by music of the night on Mar 9, 2010 17:34:18 GMT -4
"Okay sir." Angela stepped into the room. Mia jumped up on one of the beds and started jumping on it.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Mar 9, 2010 17:52:03 GMT -4
"Look, Mom...It's a trampoline" she said with a giggle as the door closed.
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Post by music of the night on Mar 9, 2010 17:55:23 GMT -4
"Mia, get down from there, I don't want you falling off and breaking your head open." Angela said with an exasperated sigh.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Mar 9, 2010 17:58:54 GMT -4
"You are no fun, mom." she sighed as she flopped down onto the bed.
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Post by music of the night on Mar 9, 2010 18:00:11 GMT -4
"So you want to go to the ER tonight and get staples in your head?" Angela asked her.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Mar 9, 2010 18:14:58 GMT -4
She frowned and looked at her mom with a grumpy stare. The two boys just sat on the other bed and stared at the ceiling, obviously unhappy to be here.
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Post by music of the night on Mar 9, 2010 18:16:58 GMT -4
Angela rolled her eyes. Why were things so difficult now? Everything was better in the 80s. The hair was high, hippies were gone, and she was 17.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Mar 9, 2010 18:22:22 GMT -4
Suddenly a knock came at the door.
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Post by music of the night on Mar 9, 2010 18:23:23 GMT -4
Angela, puzzled, went to the door and opened it.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Mar 9, 2010 18:26:39 GMT -4
There stood a maid who smiled.
"Lord Hugo figured your children might be hungry and wanted to offer them dinner downstairs in our dining room. He also said you might like a few moments to yourself. Would that be okay?"
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Post by music of the night on Mar 9, 2010 18:30:04 GMT -4
Angela smiled. Lord Hugo was absolutely right. "Yes." She looked back at her children.
"Mia, Manny, Antonio, go with nice lady and get some dinner."
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Mar 9, 2010 18:34:11 GMT -4
The kids followed the maid who smiled as she closed the door.
At last, a moment alone. You then noticed something you hadn't before. A large...something...with a cloth draped over it.
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