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Dean glared at Ashby. "I'm much stronger then you. With or without muscles. Because you don't need to be a dirty animal to be strong." he felt Tamsins toes brush against his sides, it felt calming. He hid a smile from his face, not wanting to show Ashby he was distracted.

Bryony looked between the boys, she didn't want to say anything. It would end up her picking one side and then the other hating her for the rest of the day. She sipped her orange juice silently, praying for it all to be over soon. But she couldn't help admire how perfect Ashby looked this morning, but then again, he always looked perfect. No. she thought to herself, she refused to show 'fancy' towards him. 
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ashby growled at him, he could feel his temperature rising as the anger slowly bubbled inside of him but he was convinced that he wouldn't get mad, not that mad. "you will never be as strong as me, I could rip you into a million pieces with my bare hands." he threatened, clenching his fists.

tasmin smiled sweetly, but it was a mocking smile because she knew that he was calming down, and knew that it would make him give in. she just couldn't be done with the arguments, not this early in the morning, when she hardly had any energy herself. she kept her eyes on him, biting her bottom lip.
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Dean shrugged her shoulders, "Go on then. You are all talk and no walk mate. Now run along and get waxing, I think you missed some fluff in your ears." he chuckled to himself, glancing at Tamsin. She'd calmed him down and he was appreciate of it, he couldn't be done with Ashby. Not today.

Bryony said nothing, standing up and taking her empty glass into the kitchen. Thats when she spotted the mess the sink was in. Did no one have hands in this apartment? she frowned deeply, running the water to fill the sink up. 
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just for a second, ashby considered it - destroying him and ripping him up. but then the girls would hate him, and he'd be abandoned by his cult for being so wild. he let out an almost bark, as his eyes let off a red glow, before he went into the kitchen and slammed the door, hitting it with his fist.

tasmin shook her head and tutted, sitting back up when ashby had gone back into the kitchen. she smirked at dean. "well well well. that was naughty of you." she teased, as she turned the volume of the television back up and rested her feet back down on his lap properly, and she put deal or no deal on.
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Bryony jumped a little, turning around automatically to see Ashby. "The door didn't do anything to you.." she dried her hands on the towel before walking over to him. "Don't let him get to you.." she glanced at the door to make sure there was no damage. "Is your hand alright?" she nodded her head towards the one he'd used to punch the door.

Dean looked over at her, "He doesn't scare me." he let his fingers gently trail along her toes and then slowly up her legs. "you should go on that show. I'm sure you'd win." 
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ashby shrugged. "no but the bastard behind it did and that's good enough." quite a few things in the apartment had been broken because of the tempers and behaviour of everyone in the apartment. he looked at his hand and shrugged. he honestly felt no pain at all in it. "no it's fine.. no damage done." he smiled a little.

tasmin shrugged. "good." she glanced at his hand and just rolled her eyes. tasmin wasn't properly affectionate in any way. she as a cold hearted bitch, to put it politely. she'd rather spend nights in clubs with metal heads than a quiet evening in with a guy. "i'd make them let me in, otherwise i'd set fire to everything." she said innocently.
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Bryony bit down on her lip softly, unsure on how to respond. She usually never got involved in the fights, mainly because she wasn't great at arguing and never thought up anything witty quick enough. "Do you want to go out? For a few hours. Just so you don't need to be in the same house as him for a little while.." she tried to word it in a way that wouldn't make her sound like she wanted to date him, because she'd always put Ashby before her own needs. And right now, he needed out of this place.

Dean just let his hand draw lines on her leg as he watched the TV, "I guessed you'd do that. Then I could be your body guard, keep away the millions of admirers that want in your pants because of how 'hot' you are." he chuckled at his own little pun. 
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ashby shrugged and nodded his head. "sure why not. where do you have in mind?" he raised his left eyebrow as he looked at her, leaning his hands on the kitchen counter, wiggling his toes about. bryony was a sweet girl, but he knew not to get on the bad side of her. she knew ways of messing with people that were crazy. he'd seen the effects she had had on some guys.

tasmin rolled her eyes. "that joke never gets old for you does it, dean?" she smirked and let her fingers glide through her elegant curls in her hair, pushing them back. "I am pretty hot though right?" she lifted her hands up and let her fingertips ignite sparks, just little ones, so no damage was done.
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Bryony thought about it for a moment, "We could go bowling? So I can laugh at you wearing those funny shoes they give you." she smiled softly at him, trying to lighten the mood. "Unless you know I'll beat you?" she smirked a little bit, obviously being friendly. Then she remembered the dishes, turning away from him for a moment. She mumbled something under her breath and the dishes began washing themselves, cupboards opening for the dishes to go back to where they belong. She turned back to face him as if nothing was happening behind her.

Dean had always found it amusing, what she could do. It was so.. odd yet fascinating and some how attractive. "You are extremely hot." he smiled at her, glancing at the tv. "HAHA. He won 1p. Unlucky sod." 
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ashby just stood there for a moment grinning at what she had done to the plates. though he had see it a million times before it still amazed him. he shook his head and then laughed. "hey they only look stupid because my feet are so big, I can't help it!" he pouted and then looked at her. "I better get dressed then, aye?" he said, before gong into his bedroom.

tasmin just smirked and shook her head at him, then chuckled at the man on the tv. "haha, shame on him, that's what he gets for being so cocky!" she smiled a little and changed the channel to how I met your mother, and then leaned her head back onto the cushion, stretching her toes out, letting out a satisfied groan.
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Bryony laughed and nodded her head, "Better hurry then." she smiled as she watched him go off to get changed. Glancing behind her she watched as the final plate went away and the door shut behind it. Her magic was mainly used for good. But she knew she had the darkness in her veins. Running up the stairs she went into her room to grab shoes and her bag, along with some money. 

Dean burst into laughter, "Wonder if the 1p is by cheque or cash." he tilted his head, looking at the TV, "You realise big bang theory is better, right? Penny has a nice pair of tits." he smirked a little to himself, looking at Tamsin, "Yours are nicer though, of course."
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ashby pulled on a pair of tight fitting jeans that showed off dat ass rather well, and then a tight fitting white shirt to exaggerate his muscles. he was a show off, that was for sure. he sprayed on some cologne, and hen put on his converse, before walking down to her, and picking up his car keys. "ready princess?" he said to her, smiling over at her.

tasmin smirked at the thought of someone receiving a 1P cheque, she shook her head and then glanced at him. "well when big bang theory is on we'll watch it, I don't make the fucking program schedule dean." she laughed a little and looked down at her boobs. "of course mine are. mine are real, which always is a bonus."
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Bryony admired him for just a moment, his body, his eyes, his smile. She shook herself out of it and smiled at him. "Indeed I am!" she twirled around, picking up the keys and pushing the front door open. Stepping out into the hot sun. A nice warm day, of course not controlled by her magic at all ;)

Dean chuckled to himself a little bit, "Keep your tits on Tamsin, maybe you should make the TV schedule. Hey.. think Bryony can alter what comes on on the TV?" he made a thinking face, which was knocked away at the sound of the door shutting behind Ashby. "Well I'd give your boobs 9 out of 10."
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ashby went outside. "lovely day, bry." he grinned at her and unlocked his car doors with the button thing on the key, and then went and got in. his car was his pride and joy and h cared for it a lot more than he ever cared about women. he put his seat belt on and started the car up, putting the radio on quietly.

tasmin smirked. "if my tits came off I think i'd be screaming the place down and setting everything on fir." he shook his head and looked at him. "hey, only 9? what would make them a 10?" she frowned and looked down at herself self consciously, then back at him, grinning again.
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Bryony blushed just a little, "Yeah, it is." she carefully opened the car door, getting in. Everyone knew that if you messed with Ashby's car, you were a dead man walking. She buckled her seat belt up and took in the sounds of the radio. "I've never had the chance to say just how amazing your car is."

Dean looked her up and down, "Well.. all you need to do is let Dean see them, and check how they feel. Then they might get busted to a ten." he smirked a little, being cheeky and flirty as per always. He doubted he'd ever have a chance with Tamsin, but it didn't stop him from trying. 
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