<font color=silver>Chuckles a bit, "I agree, that is deffinately jus' wrong.." Head shakes a bit before she, "You can have.. err.. me only on the second floor, they say heat rises.." And she starts up the stairs, not even really waiting for a response. Though she hums a bit before she sets the gallon of milk down on the bed as well as the cookies, following them with a high leap..</font> -- Erica's Apartment

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Date Posted: 13:34:57 01/23/03 Thu
Author: Erica
Subject: Chuckles a bit, "I agree, that is deffinately jus' wrong.." Head shakes a bit before she, "You can have.. err.. me only on the second floor, they say heat rises.." And she starts up the stairs, not even really waiting for a response. Though she hums a bit before she sets the gallon of milk down on the bed as well as the cookies, following them with a high leap..
In reply to: .owen. 's message, "center>" on 03:18:10 01/15/03 Wed

>|after walking the
>short distance to Erica's crib, Owen had found himself
>standing outside her door . A casual smile touched his
>features, as he reminded Erica that he wasn't the one
>who had the key, duh.... As if she didn't know! For
>about the millionth time, he had to erase the climbin
>feeling that he was being invited to Erica's apartment
>for a one-nighter -- like in the past. This would be
>interesting, he thought as he glanced 'bout the
>interior of the hallway, he knew Erica -- Yes, but he
>knew nothing of how she lived day-to-day... There was
>something new to learn everyday, with this
>chick.

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.Owen bounded up the stairs after her, in a loose and easy jog. Upon entering her room, his gaze scored over her bed 'fore he made a fleeting leap towards it, catapulting himself onto the satin sheets. Looking up with a grin, he gave reason for his actions, "Sorry... It was just so tempting, it was all neat and everything. When things are neat, it's my duty to make them un-neat... Y'know." (NT) -- .owen., 14:26:12 01/23/03 Thu