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Post by wolfn8or on Mar 19, 2010 1:53:03 GMT -4
I felt extremely stupid as a walked up to the door of the mansion in front of me. It was supposed to be a nice easy trip up to a mountain lake for my senior class's trip. But, due to my natural born refusal for help on "easy" tasks, I had purposely left the map at my house and had finally run out of gas trying desperately to find a gas station.
I swallowed my pride and admitted to myself that I was lost, then knocked on the door.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Mar 19, 2010 18:18:13 GMT -4
The door slowly creaks open as you see a friendly looking old man in a very nice suit.
"Evening, my good sir. How can I help you?" he asked.
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Post by wolfn8or on Mar 20, 2010 2:22:18 GMT -4
"Well, uh... yeah, so um... my car ran out of gas while I was looking for a gas station, and well... I was hoping I could buy some gas off you, or maybe call someone to get a tow. Is that possible?" I asked. Asking for help was never one of my strong suits.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Mar 21, 2010 20:42:00 GMT -4
"Hmmm. I haven't any gas, and our phone has been out of service for a few days...but...do come in...we'll see what we can do..."
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Post by wolfn8or on Mar 22, 2010 22:57:48 GMT -4
"Well, I suppose I could spend the night here," I scraped off my shoes, entered the mansion and looked around. "Wow, I don't see how it's possible but this house looks even bigger than the outside. You have one amazing place. I'm Philip, by the way, and you are?"
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