Last week, Aaron’s gang won the scavenger hunt. And Carl has become the symbol of power that switched teams after every win. Aaron doubts that anyone remembers how the feud between his bunch and Allison’s started, but they have been in each other’s faces for three years now. Carl is a scruffy-looking plushie fox that costs no more than twenty dollars, but it has become a symbol. Which can’t be true because Andrew is an excellent driver and he’d rather chop off his own arm and beat himself with it before he scratches his precious Maserati.Īaron glares even harder. She’s been in his hair since he started working here in the Fox Tower Telecommunications because one time, allegedly, Andrew scratched her car. Aaron really really doesn’t like that woman. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Allison flashes her immaculate dazzling smile and cocks her head. “You stole Carl,” Aaron says and quints his eyes. Besides, not many people can tell the difference between Aaron and Andrew, especially if they’re dressed in similar clothes. He’s failing at it but hey, at least, he’s trying. Stats: Published: Words: 5,467 Chapters: 1/1 Comments: 29 Kudos: 594 Bookmarks: 81 Hits: 2,368Īaron leans over Allison’s desk and looks at her trying to pull off Andrew’s signature glare. No Beta we die like that one motherfucker who keeps talking during the movie.the Fox Tower is a telecommunication company.Neil is secretly pining after Andrew in this one without even talking to him.Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings.
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