"Well... Some people don't have cookies and milk, and they try to pass of OJ for the milk, and that is... is just, WRONG." A faint grin trickled 'cross his broad jaw at his comment, remembering how people had thought it 'odd' that he needed sugar, 'fore bed... It was a habit he had mantained throughout his life. A habit, he had been unwillling to break, cookies were just too yummy. -->> -- Erica's Apartment

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Date Posted: 04:12:10 01/23/03 Thu
Author: .owen.
Subject: "Well... Some people don't have cookies and milk, and they try to pass of OJ for the milk, and that is... is just, WRONG." A faint grin trickled 'cross his broad jaw at his comment, remembering how people had thought it 'odd' that he needed sugar, 'fore bed... It was a habit he had mantained throughout his life. A habit, he had been unwillling to break, cookies were just too yummy. -->>
In reply to: Erica 's message, "Feigns indignance, "What kind of question is that? Do I have cookies and milk.." Head shakes as she mutters to herself, entering the kitchen alone to retrieve her secret stash of Chips Ahoy and a gallon of milk. On her return she looks at him, "Anything else?"" on 18:59:45 01/22/03 Wed

One heavy brow lifted, 'fore his voice swam into the silence, "Cookies, and Milk; Check! Yeah... One more thing; You... Heh, C'mere..." One muscled arm outstreched, ready to hold her, for as long as she wished.

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