Pacey Macon

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[Pacey Macon @SheDoVoodoo]

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[Pacey Macon @SheDoVoodoo]

Congratulations, @CrudeInsolence! You're old as dirt. Be kind to whoever is patient enough to deliver those 176 spankings. Happy Birthday!

[Pacey Macon @SheDoVoodoo]

[[Gets naked and waits for @ErraticBastard to come play in his ball-pit of women.]] Happy Birthday, Beautiful Bastard.

[Pacey Macon @SheDoVoodoo]

🎶 Happy Birthday to you. Happy Birthday to you. Happy Birthday, @ohnosharknado! Happy Birthday to you! 🎶

[Pacey Macon @SheDoVoodoo]

[Twerks for @JadedConceit.]

[Pacey Macon @SheDoVoodoo]

= to reflect on later as I climb into the car, hastened to get to #Bronson.]

[Pacey Macon @SheDoVoodoo]

= [He mumbles something about the McCall's and waves me off. I find myself wondering how he knows, but store it away as another thing =

[Pacey Macon @SheDoVoodoo]

= smile, he waves me off and I can see that he's at least a little relieved that I'm going.] I love you. Call me if you need anything. =

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= didn't appear to be fatal. In the middle of a crisis everyone liked to play doctor.] I'll be right there. [Flashing my dad an apologetic =

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= illegally. He didn't want his pack to know and insisted the girl on the other end call me. She said the wound looked pretty bad, but =

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= Okay... and you're where? [It would seem #BronsonMcCall had been showing off and got himself shot by some hunters out in the woods =

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= my patients.] Hello? [Waiting for the frantic speech I'm getting from the opposite end of the line to cease, a brow perks curiously.] =

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= I desire to revisit later, but pull the phone from my pocket nonetheless. I don't know the number, and instantly assume it's one of =

[Pacey Macon @SheDoVoodoo]

= phone rings. Going to silence it, Dad's voice breaks through the sound. "Better answer that." His face wears a haunted expression that =

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= to ensure I know that he likes it. I'm glad. Neither of us are great chefs, but we make due. I'm almost through with my meal when my =

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= his bites.] How's your dinner? [His head bobs as he chews and I take that as a positive response, but he answers anyway after swallowing =

[Pacey Macon @SheDoVoodoo]

= enough, I'm not ready to go through that again so soon. Smiling over my plate, I watch him eat, noticing the tentative way he takes =

[Pacey Macon @SheDoVoodoo]

= rolled then, but I knew what he was saying. I was the reason he was still kicking. Selfishly, I'm grateful. Losing one parent was hard =

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= but he told me once that he hated the thought of me living in a world all alone, and wished I'd take a husband. My eyes may have =