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    Uncivil Union – (Chapter: Waiting for Revenge)

    Story written on September 30, 2008 by goaskalice.
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    Words: 1753
    Story Shortlink: https://lf.beardesk.com/?p=18395
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    Spencer and Ashley get closer. Or do they?

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    Her strange, disappointing version of sanity was slipping. It had to be.

    I mean, I had started eating the bitch’s strawberries, using those precious organic towels of hers, and burning incense for approximately five hours a day.

    It was hard work.

    Especially now that Aiden was busy playing penis pong with that artist.

    How the fuck was Spencer best friends with an artist anyway? How does that even work?  Because from what I had seen, Spencer’s version of art was in the form a unique and creative invention known as the paper clip holder.

    Either way, homegirl was losing it. Losing it like a virgin at Mardi Gras.

    So I’m waiting, right? I’m waiting for her to go insane on me. Start throwing post-it notes, take scissors to my t-shirt collection (I’d kill her), pour my soy milk down the sink. But no.

    Nothing.

    For days she simply took it. She even bought a mini fridge for her room to house those precious strawberries of hers without even the slightest complaint. And I’m not going to lie to you, guys. I expected more. I expected a fight. I almost craved it. Yet…

    Nothing.

    So I was more than a little caught off-guard when she knocked on my door in the middle of the night a whole THREE days later.

    I was awake of course. I had been lulled in by a marathon of “Parental Control” as usual.

    Those crazy kids.

    “What do you want?” I asked, more nervous than I care to admit, as I muted the television, “’cause I’m sort of busy right now.”

    “I don’t know. I’m just…I guess I’m just a little lonely tonight.”

    I swallowed, “So…”

    What?

    “I was just wondering if maybe I could hang out in here,” she said softly, biting on her lower lip. It would’ve been kind of cute if she was…well, you know…

    Human.

    “I guess. I’m just watching TV.”

    “That’s fine. It’s fine. I just don’t want to be alone right now.”

    Was she drunk?

    Was I drunk?

    “Here,” I said scooting over on the edge of my bed to make room for her, “this show is stupid, but um…addictive.”

    “Yeah, I know,” she replied with a smile.

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    2. hahahahahahahhaa. that was the greatest thing in the entire world. Oh man, i thought it was genius when you started with the lists and then the mardi gras comment … but ending it like THAT was one of the greatest things in my life. HAH. please, pms

    3. that was so great…i almost choaked on my peach….long story. i love you updates…i dont even mind that much that I’m left hanging cuz i really needed a laugh today. woot woot…:) but still..pms

    7. hahaha man that was funny i was like what the hell is she doing then i was like omg that was so funny an ashley was like “Leaving me alone to process her idea of revenge. And perhaps to masturbate. Whichever came first.”that was funny i was like damn pms please i realy love this story :)

    8. Haha. I love this story. And I have to say that I love Spencer’s version of revenge. Excellent update. PMASAP!!! I hope that was awesome enough.

    12. That was funny as hell! “I want you…to stop…eating my fucking strawberries!” she said, sliding off my lap, “I swear to you, Ashley. I will take scissors to everything you own, you ignorant asshole.” Sort of like, “NO WIRE HANGERS!” I said it before, I’ll say it again, Spencer needs a good fuck or two. Great update! PMS!

    13. OMG that was the best revenger ever, Spencer is one hell of a clever thinker! WOOOO GO SPENCER :) I’m for Team Spence lmao K so that was hilarious not gonna lie :P

    14. Awwwww! Don’t get us all worked up and leave us hanging! That’s so not fair! Pout!! Thanks for the mid week update and good luck with The Dennison House chapter you’re working on….PMS!!

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