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Frances Barton | Hawkeye ([info]hotshot_hawkeye) wrote,
@ 2012-07-17 19:18:00


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The very bored and slightly overheated woman in the Happy Gilmore Mini-Golf booth held her hand out with the change, the sour expression on her face never changing. "Thank you very much and have a nice day." Frances took the change back before she tapped her fedora to the top of her head and swung her magenta pink golf club up and over her shoulder to rest. Grinning up (yes up, damn tall genes), she gave a flourished after-you gesture to the golf course before the two players. "Alright James Rogers, prepared to be owned on some mini-golf." 


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[info]hotshot_hawkeye
2012-08-16 11:08 am UTC (link)
Not all fashions are destined to repeat, or so she hoped. She clapped him on the shoulder, serious face on. "Rogers, just say 'no' to the pouch tutu."

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[info]treadlightly
2012-08-16 01:51 pm UTC (link)
"See, that's what military field gear is designed for - let you actually hold all the gear without looking like some b-grade 90's action hero."

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