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Post by LNS on Jul 15, 2005 23:43:47 GMT -5
"Thanks." Gin laughed, "Nice to know I don't sound like a frog anyway."
Letting her hands slip until her arms came to rest on the grass, she let her arms and elbows support the upper half of her body. Had she not been wearing sandals she would have slipped her shoes off already.
"You know I bet clubs would pay to have you play in them." Snaps stated seriously.
Hell she certainly would. But than how many teenagers had their own club anyway? She sighed. Sometimes her parents really did do things in excess.
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Post by Kat on Jul 15, 2005 23:51:00 GMT -5
Slugger laid his arm across the front of his guitar, his eyes trained on Gin as she spoke. He smiled at the frog comment and shrugged at the paying gig comment.
"I'd kind of need a band first, if I was going to play. I kind of do have one, I guess, but the guys aren't very serious. Tuneful keeps trying to recruit me to play with her and Princess, that would be entertaining, knowing those two." While he knew that Gin was rich, he didn't actually know that she and her family owned Seven, never having been there yet.
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Post by LNS on Jul 16, 2005 0:14:09 GMT -5
"I guess a band would be helpful." Gin replied, "Though that really does depend on the members in it."
She had no doubt in her mind that her boys would make it one day, it was just a matter of Skyler turning serious and Tripp loosening up a little; Keys well he was perfect and there wasn't a person alive who could convince her otherwise. With how talented Slugger had proven himself to be in such a short amount of time though, Gin couldn't help but believe he too would make it big one day. Sure a band would be helpful. But who knew, with talent like that if the right person heard him play he could have his pick of bands.
"I'm sure working with those two would be blast." The heiress smiled, "Never a dull moment anyway."
She'd have to invite him over to Seven one of these days. Maybe one when her boys weren't playing. Sky had been such an ass lately. He'd been wearing thin on everyone's last nerve. And Tripp well he was on the verge of a meltdown if he didn't cool down. Funny how the only one who had things together was the one everyone else thought should be running around like a chicken with its head cut off.
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Post by Kat on Jul 19, 2005 19:39:24 GMT -5
"Yeah, members make the band, that's for sure." As they talked he slipped back into playing whatever came to his mind, providing a simple background for their conversation. He was surprised at Gin's sweetness so far. Not that he'd had a bad impression of her, but he'd never taken her to be the type who would be all that interested in his musical ability. It was always nice to find out how wrong you were about other people.
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Post by LNS on Aug 9, 2005 22:04:26 GMT -5
Gin closed eyes, letting her head lean back, face upwards soaking up the sun. She loved the warmth of the sun on her face.
Something in the back of her mind told her it was getting near to that time. Not that it mattered. Was her mom even home this week? She wasn't sure. If she was though and she didn't show for the quote 'quality time' as her mother put it, which amounted to 20 or 30 minutes of her mom's time than there would be a note left on the desk in her room. One like countless others that had said she missed spending time with her daughter. Of course the whole mother/daughter time only happened if the phone didn't ring or someone stopped by. When had she last gotten 20 uninterrupted minutes of her mom's time anyway? She couldn't recall.
And right than she didn't care. Let her worry. If she even bothered to do that. Gin was tired of always being there, alone in that huge mansion, waiting for someone who had promised to spend time with her only to cancel at the last possible second.
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