Post by CHANDLER ANTRIM on Jul 10, 2012 3:47:56 GMT -5
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WIP! FOR BIZ AND PASCAL!
WIP! FOR BIZ AND PASCAL!
WIP! FOR BIZ AND PASCAL!
WIP! FOR BIZ AND PASCAL!
WIP! FOR BIZ AND PASCAL!
WIP! FOR BIZ AND PASCAL!
There was always a distinct feeling that came whenever Chandler's impulse to steal, yet it was oddly not just an impulse. Why? An impulse implied that Chandler would promptly steal the item at that very moment. The seventeen year old inner demons worked differently though. An impulse grew to an obsession until the item was in his possession by any means necessary.
It was a clock.
Chandler's craving to steal was much like someone's craving for a certain type of food. It itched in the back of his mind and the only way to sedate the craving was to act on it. He'd make a trip
"Chandler talking..."
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