The Punter

The Punter

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Mr. Quibble turned and with his raised glass, pointed to the far end of the bar. An old looking clock was propped up against the side wall on the bar edge. 'That clock you have over there. I do hope you have it insured because I certainly wouldn't be leaving it in such a prominent position, certainly not in this day and age.' 'You wot?' Phil said, surprised. 'Yer tellin' me it's worth somethin'?' 'A pretty penny,' Mr. Quibble said with a grin. 'Well, assuming it's not a very good copy of course. I would have to have a closer inspection- I'm sorry, but my eyes are not what they used to be.'
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A Valentines Day Treat for the lovely and awesome wattpaders. Hope you all enjoy this. Happy Valentine's Day People :) She raised a perfectly plucked eye brow at him waiting for him to elaborate. He actually got really nervous under her gaze. There goes his "Bad Boy" reputation. The school's bad boy squirming under the school's nerd's scrutiny. Well there was a first time for everything. "I was running from the police, saw your back garden and jumped the fence. Saw your back door. You should probably change the lock it’s really easy to pick" he finished uncomfortably when her eyes narrowed at him turning into slits. "If its any consolation I didn't knew it was your place" he added lamely.

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