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"Yeah, not that impressive though. Just a studio apartment." Paris chuckled slightly, and kept looking out the window.

Yeah, Paris had heard about Joanne. Granted, not much, but still. She was sitting down on a couch as of now, leaning against the armrest. She seemed to be in her own world, probably thinking of something to write again. Either that or she was just simply lost in thought; which happens a lot too.

Joe stumbled into the lounge in her pajamas, baggy sweat pants and a vest. She flopped down on the sofa, beside Paris, stretching and leaning back ither her eyes shut. Not noticing she was there.

(Hiya 😄)

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"Sweetheart?" Paris scoffed as she sat up properly, glaring at him playfully. "Do not call me names I hate, Mister."

Paris was in a kitchen, seemingly washing her hands. It wasn't too out of the ordinary, she can be a little bit of a germaphobe, but there was a certain uneasiness to it this time. She failed to notice anybody around her, since she was busy sorting herself out.

Loki was considering scaring her again, but he decided to be nice this time. “Hey, Paris,” He said, smiling as he waved at her.

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"Psh. A thief's words are just as good as a liar's words." Paris leaned back on the couch, toying with her hair while crossing her legs.

Paris was in a kitchen, seemingly washing her hands. It wasn't too out of the ordinary, she can be a little bit of a germaphobe, but there was a certain uneasiness to it this time. She failed to notice anybody around her, since she was busy sorting herself out.

Loki was considering scaring her again, but he decided to be nice this time. “Hey, Paris,” He said, smiling as he waved at her.

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Paris grinned at Joe, and began gazing out the window at the sky. She always did this. It's habit of hers, to look out the window while traveling.

Yeah, Paris had heard about Joanne. Granted, not much, but still. She was sitting down on a couch as of now, leaning against the armrest. She seemed to be in her own world, probably thinking of something to write again. Either that or she was just simply lost in thought; which happens a lot too.

Joe stumbled into the lounge in her pajamas, baggy sweat pants and a vest. She flopped down on the sofa, beside Paris, stretching and leaning back ither her eyes shut. Not noticing she was there.

(Hiya 😄)

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I'm back!

@joanne-alfie-tucker

@lo-ki-ticklish

I'll be responding now.

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Paris chuckled, jokingly offended, and raised her eyebrows at him. "Excuse me, copycat! I don't stand for my words being stolen like this!"

Paris was in a kitchen, seemingly washing her hands. It wasn't too out of the ordinary, she can be a little bit of a germaphobe, but there was a certain uneasiness to it this time. She failed to notice anybody around her, since she was busy sorting herself out.

Loki was considering scaring her again, but he decided to be nice this time. “Hey, Paris,” He said, smiling as he waved at her.

#Hey #im back :)

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Hey.

@lo-ki-ticklish

@joanne-alfie-tucker

@buckin-bucky-barnes

I'm going away for about a week? So no replies until then. Sorry~!

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Paris took a step inside the van, and sat down in the nearest seat. She crossed her legs and and arms, since that was the comfiest she could get right now.

Yeah, Paris had heard about Joanne. Granted, not much, but still. She was sitting down on a couch as of now, leaning against the armrest. She seemed to be in her own world, probably thinking of something to write again. Either that or she was just simply lost in thought; which happens a lot too.

Joe stumbled into the lounge in her pajamas, baggy sweat pants and a vest. She flopped down on the sofa, beside Paris, stretching and leaning back ither her eyes shut. Not noticing she was there.

(Hiya 😄)

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Paris smiled at Joe, and nodded at what she was saying. She examined the van for a moment, before turning back to look at her, still smiling.

Yeah, Paris had heard about Joanne. Granted, not much, but still. She was sitting down on a couch as of now, leaning against the armrest. She seemed to be in her own world, probably thinking of something to write again. Either that or she was just simply lost in thought; which happens a lot too.

Joe stumbled into the lounge in her pajamas, baggy sweat pants and a vest. She flopped down on the sofa, beside Paris, stretching and leaning back ither her eyes shut. Not noticing she was there.

(Hiya 😄)

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“You don't have to-” Paris cut herself off as she started practically getting dragged by her wrist to the garage. She eventually managed to keep up her pace of walking, though.

Yeah, Paris had heard about Joanne. Granted, not much, but still. She was sitting down on a couch as of now, leaning against the armrest. She seemed to be in her own world, probably thinking of something to write again. Either that or she was just simply lost in thought; which happens a lot too.

Joe stumbled into the lounge in her pajamas, baggy sweat pants and a vest. She flopped down on the sofa, beside Paris, stretching and leaning back ither her eyes shut. Not noticing she was there.

(Hiya 😄)

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Paris chuckled and rolled her eyes at him. “What're your rules then?”

Paris was in a kitchen, seemingly washing her hands. It wasn't too out of the ordinary, she can be a little bit of a germaphobe, but there was a certain uneasiness to it this time. She failed to notice anybody around her, since she was busy sorting herself out.

Loki was considering scaring her again, but he decided to be nice this time. “Hey, Paris,” He said, smiling as he waved at her.

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Paris raised an eyebrow at her. “You sure?” Usually, Paris is the one paying for other people's food.

Yeah, Paris had heard about Joanne. Granted, not much, but still. She was sitting down on a couch as of now, leaning against the armrest. She seemed to be in her own world, probably thinking of something to write again. Either that or she was just simply lost in thought; which happens a lot too.

Joe stumbled into the lounge in her pajamas, baggy sweat pants and a vest. She flopped down on the sofa, beside Paris, stretching and leaning back ither her eyes shut. Not noticing she was there.

(Hiya 😄)

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“No! That's not fair!” Paris protested, still grinning at him. She crossed her arms and sat back down on the couch.

Paris was in a kitchen, seemingly washing her hands. It wasn't too out of the ordinary, she can be a little bit of a germaphobe, but there was a certain uneasiness to it this time. She failed to notice anybody around her, since she was busy sorting herself out.

Loki was considering scaring her again, but he decided to be nice this time. “Hey, Paris,” He said, smiling as he waved at her.

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Paris shrieked and scrambled backwards, away from him, and actually back to the couch. “Nohoho!”

Paris was in a kitchen, seemingly washing her hands. It wasn't too out of the ordinary, she can be a little bit of a germaphobe, but there was a certain uneasiness to it this time. She failed to notice anybody around her, since she was busy sorting herself out.

Loki was considering scaring her again, but he decided to be nice this time. “Hey, Paris,” He said, smiling as he waved at her.

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Paris giggled and flinched away from each of the pinches, causing her to stop the raspberries and navel tickling. Now she was just tickling one hip with one hand.

Paris was in a kitchen, seemingly washing her hands. It wasn't too out of the ordinary, she can be a little bit of a germaphobe, but there was a certain uneasiness to it this time. She failed to notice anybody around her, since she was busy sorting herself out.

Loki was considering scaring her again, but he decided to be nice this time. “Hey, Paris,” He said, smiling as he waved at her.

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“You're a fool!” Paris blew a couple raspberries on his belly, really starting off with a bang. She moved one of her hands to scratch at his navel, with the other kneading into his hips.

Paris was in a kitchen, seemingly washing her hands. It wasn't too out of the ordinary, she can be a little bit of a germaphobe, but there was a certain uneasiness to it this time. She failed to notice anybody around her, since she was busy sorting herself out.

Loki was considering scaring her again, but he decided to be nice this time. “Hey, Paris,” He said, smiling as he waved at her.

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“Yeeees~!” Paris blew a few more raspberries on his ribs this time. This is what you deserve, Loki. I mean... It was said in her rules.

Paris was in a kitchen, seemingly washing her hands. It wasn't too out of the ordinary, she can be a little bit of a germaphobe, but there was a certain uneasiness to it this time. She failed to notice anybody around her, since she was busy sorting herself out.

Loki was considering scaring her again, but he decided to be nice this time. “Hey, Paris,” He said, smiling as he waved at her.