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Post by Frankie Hawkins on Jan 15, 2008 0:41:43 GMT -5
Unlike most things that applied in his life, Frankie actually put a lot of work into his boxing and his boxing career. Now that he was actually starting to compete in a professional level he was getting closer to his dreams. By his point though he couldn't afford anymore to get really far without some sort of sponcering and he knew he had to think hard. He was turned down by corperations all over the place.
Then recently he read an article about some Hannah that owned a large ammount of hotels and was married to the second term mayor. He reconized that face in a second, it was his old friend Hannah grown up in a pretty upscale way and it clued into him right there that he could use an old friend to help him out, sure advertising a hotel chain on shorts was weird but he'd wear neon pink if he was forced to and given enough money, so long as he could just continue boxing.
Comming to the front door for a schualed meeting with Hannah he was lead down the halls towards one room and then let into that room to talk to her for a 5 minute meeting, given very little time. He didn't warn her he'd be comming, he desided she'd reconize him in a second if he just came.
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Post by Hannah Dickinson on Jan 15, 2008 1:02:14 GMT -5
Hannah was told by her secretary that someone had come to see her about sponsering him for some kind of sport. She didnt know who or what, thats what she was told. Today Hannah was wearing a black halter top dress, black heels with diamonds and a diamond necklace. She told her secretary to let him in while she waited to see who it was
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Post by Frankie Hawkins on Jan 15, 2008 1:14:53 GMT -5
He entered in with a smile on his face as he looked across the room, excited to see his high school friend who he had not seen in years. It was good to catch up with her, expecially to find out that she's some sort of successful multibillionair married to the mayor. "Hey Hannah, remember me? Hawk Eyes, ha." He went up to the desk to shake her hand or whatever else she wanted to do. Frankie was here dressed in a proper suit afterall, one in a hundred chance of him ever doing that but once in a while he could be a sharp dressed man out of the job. "Hannah Montana!"
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Post by Hannah Dickinson on Jan 15, 2008 13:08:05 GMT -5
Hannah smiled when she realized that it was Frankie who had come to see her. She gave him a big hug when he came to her desk then sat down and gestered him to do the same. "I havent seen you in ages, Who would of thought I would see you here." She moved a few papers on her desk and took a pen. "Oh gosh, you always did love to call me that" She replied when he called her Hannah Montana. "So how have you been?" She asked him with a little bit of concern
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Post by Frankie Hawkins on Jan 15, 2008 17:56:17 GMT -5
As she asked him that question he dipped his head as he stood against a book shelf then wiped his forhead like he had a lot to tell. "Well my parents died in a tragic train accident in New Mexico, I'm am found to be clinically insane and when I'm not touring in and out of hospitals I'm heavily medicated and not allowed to leave the state anymore." He then looked at her with a sad face, hoping to get a sad reaction from her. Finally he went on. "I'm kidding..."
Laughing he took a seat and got comfterable as he looked around at Hannah's office. "Wow Hannah Montana's got the sickest joint in town. You took on your family business eh?" He remembered the days back in high school where'd they all swaer they'd never become what their parents were and the older they got the more they became.
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