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Post by Madison Jane Fairchild on Jun 18, 2014 13:45:20 GMT -5
Madi finished wiping the last of the bud from the last time she had went mudding with her fourwheeler. She smiled at her work as she slipped on her old mudding boots, instead of her american flag Durangos. She was ready. She went inside the boarding house and whistled. "Damon! Come on! The mud will dry at this rate!" she yelled at the bottom of the stairs. She looked at her watch and huffed. outfit |
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Post by Damon Salvatore on Jun 18, 2014 15:12:08 GMT -5
Damon sighed as he came downstairs in his usual black button down dress shirt, jeans, and black combat boots. He really didnt want to do this.
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Post by Madison Jane Fairchild on Jun 18, 2014 15:54:29 GMT -5
Maid raised an eyebrow at him. "You aren't wearing that are you?" She asked him, crossing her arms. She pointe back upstairs. "Old t-shirt, now." She told him.
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Post by Damon Salvatore on Jun 18, 2014 17:05:51 GMT -5
Damon raised an eyebrow but remembered his agreement. Dont argue. He grumbled as he went back upstairs and slipped on a black tight t-shirt that showed his defined muscular body.
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Post by Madison Jane Fairchild on Jun 18, 2014 17:20:32 GMT -5
Madi smirked and nodded. "Good. You ready?" She asked with a bright grin. She hadn't wet four wheeling in forever.
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Post by Damon Salvatore on Jun 18, 2014 17:51:43 GMT -5
Damon sighed "As ready as I'll ever be." He grumbled a bit, crossing his arms.
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Post by Madison Jane Fairchild on Jun 18, 2014 17:54:33 GMT -5
Madi laughed and shook her head heading out the door to the four wheeler. She got on and stood up, waiting on him to get on behind her.
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Post by Damon Salvatore on Jun 18, 2014 18:04:06 GMT -5
Damon followed, frowning when she saw what she had in mind "No way. I am not sitting on the back of that thing."
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Post by Madison Jane Fairchild on Jun 18, 2014 18:42:01 GMT -5
Madi nodded. "Yes you are, come on" she said tapping the seat behind her.
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Post by Damon Salvatore on Jun 18, 2014 19:53:40 GMT -5
Damon groaned and swung his leg over, sitting down frowning. He wasn't very happy about this, and it was clear.
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Post by Madison Jane Fairchild on Jun 18, 2014 20:01:07 GMT -5
Madi started the four wheeler with a roar and slowly began to turn it around and headed toward the woods. "Hang on tight!" She yelled over the sound of the engine.
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Post by Damon Salvatore on Jun 18, 2014 20:09:47 GMT -5
Damon held onto the seat, not knowing what she had in store. He'd never ridden on a four wheeler before.
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Post by Madison Jane Fairchild on Jun 18, 2014 20:16:37 GMT -5
She smirked and hit the gas, hitting the first hole at around 50 miles per hour, mud spraying everywhere, all over her. She squealed with delight and kept going.
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Post by Damon Salvatore on Jun 18, 2014 20:20:51 GMT -5
Damon spat out a mouthful of mud, and people did this for enjoyment? He tried to wipe it off his arms making a face from the taste.
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Post by Madison Jane Fairchild on Jun 18, 2014 20:25:45 GMT -5
Madi started laughing at him. "Don't open your mouth, stupid" she teased, menuverig around the trees, making sure not to hit any of them. She finally found the trail and sped up, on the open ground.
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