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Post by Troy Bolton on Jul 12, 2009 15:49:37 GMT -7
Troy continued driving, suddenly feeling a breeze come through the truck, which gave him the hint of Chad opening his window. He laughed a bit, shrugging. "Dad" he said simply, "I mean, he did start it off. He could at least finish it while you rot behind bars" He continued with a slight smirk.
He turned to Chad quicky and shook his head, "Dude, they live with you. Im suprised they didnt get a padlock on the door sooner" He joked, turning into the junkyards's long dirt driveway.
He slowed down slightly as he drove down the drive to the yard, "Guess we'll see what we can find soon.." he said as he continued down the driveway carefully.
((and just because I can...
THE BOYS ARE BACK! -poses-))
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Post by Chad Danforth on Jul 12, 2009 16:12:50 GMT -7
"You'd miss me after a while, and you know it," Chad flashed his friend a cheeky grin. The breeze felt good. Chad let his arm hang out the window.
"Unconditional love, man," Chad laughed. "They live with me, so they're used to me by now."
Chad watched out his window as Troy pulled into the junkyard. The place reeked of childhood memories. Every piece of broken car or garbage can reminded him of something that happened there back in the good 'ol days. Although it was just a smelly court of rotting trash and old pieces of scrap metal, Chad loved the place like a second home. He inhaled and waited for Troy to completely stop his truck. "Let's do this!"
((Haha! *poses along with Troy*
Sooo... this doesn't really take place at the Danforth's anymore. xD Haha, wanna make a new thread at the junkyard? If you wanna continue, that is.))
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Post by Troy Bolton on Jul 12, 2009 16:22:24 GMT -7
Troy turned to Chad and shurgged inocently, "Maybe" he said, "I think i've put up with you long enough to not miss you" he continued with a slight chuckle.
He then nodded, "Thats true. And considering your always at mine, they'll probally like the peace" he teased.
Troy soon stopped the truck, grinning as he put it into park as he looked ahead at the junk ahead..or treasure as both he and Chad would call it when they we're younger. Although the junkyard was well..a junkyard, it did hold a lot of memories for the two. Troy got out of the truck and slammed the door, taking a wiff of the air around him before heading to the first pile of junk.
((WUHU! Haha. Mm, yeah that works, yes I want to continue What kind of a question is that? Haha. I actually dont know if there is a Junkyard thread thingie =S Hmm...))
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Post by Chad Danforth on Jul 12, 2009 16:33:33 GMT -7
"Ouch, man," Chad placed a hand to his heart. "That hurt." He laughed, though, and got out of the car. He slammed the door closed behind him.
"They love the peace!" Chad stretched his arms into the air lazily. "I can't tell you how many times they've basically kicked me out to your house or Taylor's 'cause they wanted some quiet." He laughed at the memories. As much as he complained, he loved his parents.
Chad glanced around at the never-ending piles of junk. It never ceased to amaze him how much stuff people throw away daily. It seems like every day he and Troy come to the yard there's more stuff for them to sort through.
((Haha, ok good! Just makin' sure. Hmm... that's not good. xP I suppose we could make a thread at the "other places around albuquerque" thingie or whatever it's called.))
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Post by Troy Bolton on Jul 13, 2009 14:44:52 GMT -7
((-wont bother posting, just start in other places placey place- haha, okay. I shall go post their then! ))
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