Too much time on my hands.
Be my guest. Don’t let the powerpuffs tag along though.
Okay, I’ll be there in 15. Please, I am sneaking in to your room. Just make sure the door is locked so no one walks in unexpectedly.
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| Aria Montgomery. | |
Too much time on my hands.
Am I? I never notice. I’m sure it couldn’t hurt.
Sort of. You were always a man of few words. It probably couldn’t. Do you mind if I come join you then?
Too much time on my hands.
Nope. None that I know of. Just is. Me being home never is. That boredom thing likes to strike whenever I’m here.
Interesting. So you’re still going with the mystery thing, Jase? Oh. Would it cure your boredom if you had some company?
Too much time on my hands.
Age is only a number. I’m pretty sure I don’t have any of the qualities most older guys should. Nothing much. I figured I’d hang around home tonight. Might not of been my best idea though.
I guess you’re right on that one. Not even one? Why do you say it’s a bad idea?
Too much time on my hands.
A voice of reason? I think you got the wrong guy, Montgomery. Remember, you asked for it. Try sneaking out, heading across town, and hanging out with that crowd. I can guarantee boredom won’t survive it.
I might. I only went with that because you are slightly older than me. Nice suggestions. I don’t know if I want to hang out with the crowd, but I think sneaking out might be an option. What are you up to anyway?
Too much time on my hands.
I might be, you never know. I could tell you, but I doubt my suggestions would interest you Aria.
I think you do. You’re older; you got the whole voice of reason and all. Try me, DiLaurentis.
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Too much time on my hands.
Might wanna undo that boredom. It leads to some crazy stuff.
Sounds like you’re speaking from experience, Jason. Now tell me what could I do to cure my boredom?
Too much time on my hands.
Clearly, I’m bored. Oh and oops it’s father’s day? Too bad my dad is too busy for me.
