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"She's doing good, might take her to the NFR qualifier just to get her used to the hustle and bustle, I already have to bull ride there. Hoping to make it to the finals, i've always been just one spot below who they take, all three years." He noted quietly, turning onto their road. |
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"Nice." She stated. "Puma seems like a good mare." |
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"I made sure she was, raised her from a baby and such." Marco mused with a chuckle. |
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"Nice. I raise all of my foals, do basic groundwork and manners with them, and most I sell privately. They just don't go to anyone." She stated. |
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He nodded, having not really ever asked but going along with it anyway. |
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"Have you talked to any of your friends, lately? Blaise has been texting me, nonstop, about what I'm doing, if I'm busy. How he got my number, I'll never know." She inquired. "I can show you the texts, if you'd like." |
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"He can go to Hell for all I care, never liked that shitbag and never will. That's why we always fought eachother so often." Marco muttered, putting the truck into park a bit harsher than nesacsary. |
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"I won't push for why, but I just wanna know how he got my info, and why he's blowing my shit up." She stated, showing him the texts. 'What are you doing?' 'Usual farm work. May I ask who this is?' 'It's Blaise. Ya know, Marco's friend?' 'How did you get my information? Only a handful of people have it, and it's not public information.' 'Not important. Hey, tell Marco to text me. He hasn't talked to me in weeks.' 'I will, if I remember. And please, lose my number, and other information.' 'Well, you're no fun.' |
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"Blaise?" He asked, taking her phone and reading through them. "It must be Blane then, I don't know a 'Blaise'. Still, he can rot." Marco muttered, handing the phone off again as he got out, calling Blane up. |
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"Uh, Marco? He's calling me. Like, spam calling, Face-Time shit." She stated, as said man started spam calling her. She rejected each call, but not five seconds later, he tried again. |
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