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Message: <blockquote data-quote="KitanaVorr" data-source="post: 894648" data-attributes="member: 9167">FU KIM Restaurant, Front Room - Carlos' tableBellaire Chinatown, DIHO Mall3:20pm"Just kidding," Carlos chided, winking, perhaps even recognizing that Amy's sense of humor was always decidely lacking.  "Is T still coming?"“Oh no,” Jessica answered, slipping into a spare seat. “He’s not coming.” Flicking a stray hair out of place with only a slight glance to her right where a few teenage girls were squealing, she turned her attention back to Carlos. “Sis told me that you might know him. Did you grow up with him?”Carlos looked genuinely disappointed when he heard T-Bull wasn't coming. He had been hoping to catch up with his old friend and already had a mental list of questions to ask. He leaned forward with his elbows on the table and held his iced tea between his palms on the table. He gaze went distant for a moment as he seems to consider how to answer,"Ya we grew up together, " Carlos grinned, remembering something, " back at Wheatley, he used to always be the big hero. There were bullies, who most of us feared, and then there was the T-BULL, who the bullies feared. Deep down, he's a big softy, but I'm sure you already know that." "Pretty much after you get past the 2-ton of muscle that he is," Jessica agreed with a laugh as she leaned back in her seat. Thunking her feet up on the chair beside her, she crossed her ankles while her sister frowned."He still lives at the same place I believe, with his mom," she added, taking a sip out of her sister's water. "If you want to see him or her, that is."Amy sighed but didn't comment. "Still down in the fifth is he? I thought he was going to be a pro football player for sure. Or a racecar driver. T loved his cars."Carlos sat back in his chair and grinned at Amy, "Ya, I wouldn't mind stopping by to see him sometime. You know, if I don't get some of that chicken I'm smelling, I think I'll collapse, " he agreed, patting his stomach. He turnned his head to see what all the girls are making so much noise over. Autographs? They must think the white guy with the bleached hair is Eminem. Hell, he might be -Carlos never liked rap music. He had always been true to his Latin roots until he got bit by the techno bug. Too bad his work kept him from clubbing as much as he used to.</blockquote>

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