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Date Posted: Sun, Nov 28 2004, 4:52pm PST
Author: Gabe
Subject: ..and he would always love her but he wasn't going to be percieved as this whimpering mass of patheticness who was just waiting around to be with her again. It wasn't like that at all. He had gone on with his life and gotten his child, he built an amazing company from the ground up and he was proud of everything he had accomplished. He was in the kitchen now, leaning against the counter as he nursed a beer - a somewhat pouting expression on his face with one arm crossed over his chest. He hated fighting with her, but, as stated, he didn't want to be seen as just waiting for her.
In reply to: Ace 's message, " What's it been, almost a decade? It still smarts like it was four minutes ago.. we only influenced each other totally.. we only bruised each other even more so.." on Sun, Nov 21 2004, 7:04am PST


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  • She finally rose, stretching her lithe form out and casting a quick glance to make sure all was as it should have been with her children before she made her way into the kitchen, her hands tucked in the pockets of her jeans. She was like a sorry puppy coming back to it's master after she knew she'd done something wrong. "Look, I'm sorry Gabe.." (NT) -- Ace, Sun, Nov 28 2004, 5:00pm PST
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