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Date Posted: Thu, Sep 09 2004, 7:38pm PDT
Author: Kaya
Subject: She watched the two with an amused smiled before she dropped the groceries that she had brought in onto the counter. Her eyes drifted back to the pair, always looking for new friends, especially since she was so new here, but she didn't say anything just yet in case they were having a private conversation. Instead, she just got out some ingrediants to make a kick ass pasta alfrado dish. Her electricity was out in her apartment, the woes of a poor college student, so she had come here to make her food and enjoy the lights.
In reply to: Christian 's message, "

I've been sleeping for a thousand ages
And I need to clear my mind
These painted mirrors give no reflection
It's getting hard to see the signs
" on Thu, Sep 09 2004, 6:53pm PDT


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  • While he was definitely interested in chatting with the girl, his heart was ruled by his stomach and he gently excused himself - with promises that he would be back and hoped to talk to her, he rolled off the couch and to his feet and padded into the kitchen. Stomach growling, he ran his hands over his head and then rubbed his eyes before pulling open the fridge door - though he gazed longingly at the food the young woman in there was preparing. (NT) -- Christian, Thu, Sep 09 2004, 7:45pm PDT
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