<font color=silver>Glances up at him, that smile still pasted on her features.. Once she put on the act, it was kind of hard to get out of it, "Wow.. you are good, you should be psychic!" And she starts walking, her words hadn't been sarcastic in the least.. Her strides are long and quickened as if she was doing everything but running to get away from those people. Her arms crossed her chest, her shoulders hunched to defend herself from the frigid air. Yeah, walking felt good when it was for a reason, and she guessed she was practically pulling Owey along. She suddenly stops, turning to face him, "I --we need to go somewhere, I'm freezing my ass off and I don't want to be spotted by the herd.."</font> -- Realistic Dreams: The Present : The Night Club

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Date Posted: 02:28:32 01/15/03 Wed
Author: Erica
Subject: Glances up at him, that smile still pasted on her features.. Once she put on the act, it was kind of hard to get out of it, "Wow.. you are good, you should be psychic!" And she starts walking, her words hadn't been sarcastic in the least.. Her strides are long and quickened as if she was doing everything but running to get away from those people. Her arms crossed her chest, her shoulders hunched to defend herself from the frigid air. Yeah, walking felt good when it was for a reason, and she guessed she was practically pulling Owey along. She suddenly stops, turning to face him, "I --we need to go somewhere, I'm freezing my ass off and I don't want to be spotted by the herd.."
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.Single brow lifted at her comment, trying to think of anywhere... And yes, he was clear outta ideas. Shrugging a little, He tried to lighten her mood, "It's up to you... I can't read what you're thinkin' at the moment, Missy. So, you tell me... Where to? And if you say the beach -- Don't think I'm giving you my shorts, and my boxers, AGAIN." A faint grin spread 'cross his lips at his comment for he gazed t'wards the club's doors, wondering what the heard of then all was thinking. "Cold?" He questioned as he saw her shiver. "You're always getting me to take off my clothes..." He laughed a bit, fore' he threw her his sweatshirt, which would be very drapey when put upon herself. (NT) -- .owen., 02:41:47 01/15/03 Wed

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