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*Cover updated*
Marriage, a legally binding ritual that is socially acceptable to preform. John is a young man living in the wrong era. His grandmother has decided that he must marry and domineering man to be the gentle maiden she im...
Instead of letting Boxcar block the way, LE and J went first and then Slick and Droog. After that, Slick tossed Deuce in the trash and Boxcar went up the stairs behind the,.
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Private Meeting Room.....
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LE sat on his crescent couch with a cigar in his mouth. Droog lit it for him. J sat a cross from him.
"....Why is it so dark in here?"
"Dramatic effect."
"Nah, we're just to lazy to replace the bulb."
LE hissed at Droog and turned back to J.
"So, you a button pusher or what?"
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"Seeing as I'm fifteen, if you've forgot, I'm an intern. Grandmother doesn't know. The man was hiring and my Ex got me in."
The mention of the man made them all tense. The men behind J took their guns out and pointed them at him.
J stayed calm and had a cup of tea that was on the table.
"See, this is why I didn't bring up work. Calm down, I'm an intern, I can't arrest you. By the way, I don't give a crxp about you, you're 'job' or whatever, I'm on my day off trying to let out steam and aggression, but that is not the only reason I am here. Yes, I'm here for you, no, it's not for that.
My grandmother is trying to set an arranged marriage. Marrying my off to a shady, wealthy, degenerate in hopes to tame me into a proper girl- that unruly man is you. I want you to decline when she speaks with you. It's not that I don't want to marry you, specifically, it's that I don't want to get married at such a young age.
Your subordinate, Mr. Slick, is also the reason. He, I think, is related to the man who killed my father. Did she really think a man like yourself, a wild and ambitious man, could make me swoon and be a quiet little mouse? I'm no cold beauty that will just sit pretty. I'm not a trophy," J spoke calmly, with confidence.
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J put the tea cup down and glanced at the quiet LE for a response.
"You....Marrying me? Or uh.... not wanting to? Declining me before the proposal I see...."
"Told ya boss, you all owe me!"
-Pause-
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I want to rewrite that.
I couldn't remember what was said in my dream.
Still can't.
Here we go!
==> Decline, Denied, Refused Proposal
"Don't think your a working kid."
"Oh, I am. Intern for some law men."
J reaches out and sips the tea offered on the table. J noticed the silence, noting the guns without looking at them.
"Oh don't be so uptight, I've been coming here since I was twelve. I didn't bring up jobs, you did. I didn't want to talk about it, so I didn't ask."
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Another sip.
"Though, I am here for you, just not because of that."
LE slumped a little to look relaxed and the guns retreated.
"So what are you here for, boy?"
"Marriage proposal."
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LE sat straight with panic.
"I'm not into pretty puppets!"
"I know, I'm a doll but not a dame."
The men in the background are on the verge of laughing. A
(I will finish this eventually, but for now Hiatus)
