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Date Posted: Sun, Sep 26 2004, 1:17pm PDT
Author: Shane
Subject:
...Hungry Eyes...


He was going crazy at home, with Luke and that broad all over each other. And so, he was back again. He'd dressed hastily, anxious to escape before they'd gone at it on the couch where he was sitting, in an old white t-shirt and jeans. Dark spikes were in a dissaray, his unshaven face growing rough. Which didn't look half-bad on him, only increasing his look of ruggedness. Black eyes scanned the room, as he realized he was starved of both company and food. Wandering into the kitchen, the best he could come up with was a bag of chips, which he left in their place. Opening the fridge, he removed a Corona and took a swig. Good enough.


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