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Cantina (100)

“Why are we here?”
“Thought you might like a bite to eat.”
“They have food here? Why?”
“Just sit down and shut up.”

The flashing “Cantina” sign outside made her want to scream as her head began pounding.

The word is cantina, the limit was 100 words and this post is only 38 words. Go to M3 to find the official rules.

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Red said…
Picky. Picky. Picky.
*giggles*
xxx
June 26, 2013 at 8:10 PM
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