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A Slice of Life      vexThump There was a loud noise at the door, "Alright clutch bag on, Imcoming." Tim scream. Tim was in his early twenties, he had a blue mowhawk,always attired shabby, and addicted to heroin. Tim walked to the door and openedit, "Yes." he give tongue to sarcastically.The man at the door asked if Gwen was home, "Are you Gwens unfermented boyfriend" Timasked him. "Yes I am, my name is Tony" he replied. "Nice to meet you" Tim said."No, Gwen is not here right now. I bring forward she is still trying to get the job atthat bar on 6th street" Tim replied."Oh, well tell her that I came by and incisively to give me a call, OK?" Tony said."One problem" Tim said. "Oh, and whats that?" Tony replied. "Didnt Gwen tellyou?" Tim said "we dont have a phone, or a T.V or any different appliances, we aregutterpunks. Why do you think we live in this cast off?" "We ll I guess I willjust ascend back later" Tony said with a strange look on his face.     "Tim Wakeup " Gwen yelled. "Huh?" Tim replied. "Wakeup," she yelledback. "Oh, OK" Tim yelled back. "That boy, Tony came by, facial expression for you, hethought we had a phone." Tim said chuckling. "You didnt tell him that wedont have a phone or the another(prenominal) stuff did you?" Gwen yelled. "Um, well kindayeah, why?" Tim questioned. " Why?" she yelled and stormed off. Gwen was the fibre of girl who didnt care what hoi polloi thought of her, but she didnt like itwhen people would find out that she was poor. She had blonde hair, and was verythin. She wore sequined pants, and these funny looking shirts most of the time,unless she went out.     "Gwen?, Mike, and Shirley are home. Look Im sorry I told Tony." Timsaid. "Send Shirley in." Gwen yelled back. "Shirley, Gw en wants you." Tim said." Ill be right in" she yelled back. Shirley was an Irish girl whose parentshad twain died, and she was sent to America to live with her aunt, she ran awayand met Mike. Shirley had red hair, and was also a weird dresser, she had a jobat a library file books. The pay was bad but she would accept anything, thatwould keep them alive.     "Im outside Gwen, fetch on out and we will talk." Shirley yelled intothe shed. "Whats wrong with her?" Mike asked. "Tim told her new boyfreind wewere poor," Shirley replied.
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