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Date Posted: Fri, Aug 13 2004, 4:20pm PDT
Author: Brandon
Subject:

It's my addiction, it's my body.
It's my mind, it's my life.

mascu engresses from the porch. it had been pouring down rain the past couple days. he was soaked through his clothes. he sported a pair of khacki shorts and a black Nirvana shirt with green hightop Converse shoes. hair was now blue, him having gotten bored with his red and pink and swirlies. he moves into the kitchen, gazing around swiftly, not really seeing anyone. hr grabs a pina colada flavored wine cooler from the fridge and meanders over to a couch. optics glance towards one of the windows, glancing out into the rain.

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Femme's eyes were cast down at the book in her small hands. She had no one to talk to, so she spent much of her time reading from her windowseat. She watches him with curiosity, not used to being around people of such a... Different nature. She's pretty much openly staring, not really minding her manners or anything else. Not even taking notice of the fact that he could very well catch her at any second... (NT) -- Trishelle, Fri, Aug 13 2004, 7:04pm PDT
- he watches her and smiles. "see anything interesting?" he says witha playful smirk. he stands and moves to throw the wine cooler bottle away into the trash can. he then moves over to the windowseat where she sat and smiles. "any room for a stranger ot sit?" (NT) -- Brandon, Sat, Aug 14 2004, 12:48pm PDT
  - She returns the smile before sitting up. "Sure." She waits for him to sit before introducing herself. "Trishelle. Call me Trish." She offers up another smile, waiting for his name. (NT) -- Trishelle, Sat, Aug 14 2004, 12:52pm PDT
    - he smiles and sits down, turning to face her. "Brandon.." he says, settling in. "you have a beautiful name.." he says with a shy smile. (NT) -- Brandon, Sat, Aug 14 2004, 1:02pm PDT
      - She laughs lightly, having heard the compliment before. "Thanks, I actually get that a lot. My mom musta been pretty creative, cause I've never heard of anyone else having it." She shrugs. (NT) -- Trish, Sat, Aug 14 2004, 1:47pm PDT
        he smiles. "let me guess, normal middle name?" he says jokingly, glancing her over quickly. "I haven't either, actually.." (NT) -- Brandon, Sat, Aug 14 2004, 7:24pm PDT
        She laughs again. "Yeah, it's pretty normal, actually. Mae. Kinda dumb though." She smiles, eyes moving over the room before landing back on him. (NT) -- Trishelle, Sat, Aug 14 2004, 8:48pm PDT

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