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Post by KRISTINA ! on Dec 31, 2008 16:38:50 GMT -6
aspen smirked as she grabbed the remote, changing it to the channel she wanted.
he knew where he was going and he knew how he was getting out of the house. what did he think they were, stupid? no, they were far from it, they were just always too late to catch them in the act. standing underneath cameron's window, chris brown could hear his son climbing down the tree. as cameron dusted himself off, chris crossed his arms and cleared his throat loudly, looking at his son. "we have a front door, y'know. or did you happen to not see it all these years?"
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Post by `CAMERON ALLEN on Dec 31, 2008 16:44:13 GMT -6
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Post by KRISTINA ! on Dec 31, 2008 16:50:47 GMT -6
chris narrowed his eyes at his son. "well, let me show you the front door and where it's been all these years, then let me show you your room, which you'll be staying in for the next two weeks." chris pointed in the direction of the front door. "now get inside."
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Post by `CAMERON ALLEN on Dec 31, 2008 17:18:23 GMT -6
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Post by KRISTINA ! on Jan 2, 2009 2:54:40 GMT -6
chris frowned as he looked at his son. "yes, i am grounding you. you're lucky i didn't ground you for a month." chris crossed his arms and followed behind his son. "and if i catch you sneaking out again, then i'll put a lock on your window."
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Post by `CAMERON ALLEN on Jan 2, 2009 19:33:25 GMT -6
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