1. ProfNigma Stories #8: Blame It On Me #2


    Date: 4/1/2016, Categories: Celebrities, Author: FrankSinner 

    ... perp, and he pulled a gun and fired wildly behind him. He grazed my shoulder, and I went to the medic and had him check me out. The station is giving me two months off, so this honestly turned out to be a win-win." "And which part of the 'win-win' involved you getting a bullet in you?" Mrs. Vega spoke up, shaking her head. "We are leaving this city for the entirety of this vacation time you have." The two girls were excited for only a moment before the fact that this would be the whole summer away from all their friends. Trina started to argue and her mom shushed her. "I said we are going," she said sternly to her daughters before including her husband in her message. "We need to get away and that's what we're going to do. Your Uncle Kevin has an RV and I'm going to see if we can use it for the summer since he certainly doesn't have a use for it." "Is that because of what he did to the-" "No, Tori," her father said in a rushed tone, giving her the signal to cut it out. "It has nothing to do with the dressing room incident. Now that he's single and without his k*ds, he doesn't ...
    ... really need that big thing." "Then it’s settled…" Mrs. Vega chimed in. "We're all going to pack this weekend and we will leave Monday morning. Let your friends know be-cause this will be a phone free trip. Only necessary calls, so you two can surrender your phones before we go." "ARE YOU K*DDING ME?!" Trina screamed. "My life has managed to go completely to crap and I have to be stuck in a smelly old vehicle for two months, and I can't even talk to my friends or boyfriend?! Totally not fair!" Tori didn't want to get involved with her s*ster's tantrum, but she couldn't deny Trina had a point. She didn't want the last memory her friends had of her for the summer to be her half naked and a mess. "Trina's not wrong... this is kinda sudden honey," Mr. Vega pleaded with his wife. "We should at least let them have their phones." "Fine…" she said, rolling her eyes. "You can use the phones for 30 minutes a day, but no more. Deal?" Trina was still putting up a fuss, but Tori agreed and headed to her room to text all of her friends and start prepping for a trip she knew she was going to hate.
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