<font color="66CCFF">Outwardly, he appeared to be the vibrant, cocky man he had been months ago, but inside he was suffering...</font> -- Realistic Dreams: The Present : The Night Club

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Date Posted: 04:50:56 08/08/02 Thu
Author: Lucas
Subject: Outwardly, he appeared to be the vibrant, cocky man he had been months ago, but inside he was suffering...
In reply to: Jasmine 's message, " So I cry..a little bit every day..at least one tear drop falls doesn't matter rain or shine.... " on 04:34:47 08/08/02 Thu

He had only been out a couple days, but hadn't yet figured out how to contact her - he hadn't even tried to talk to Jordan, but him and Cam had chatted a little bit the other night. It was late and he knew he'd be better off to be back at the hotel he was staying at for the night, but he had finally gotten up the courage to take a walk downtown where his club had been before the accident. A wave of emotions swept over him at what he saw as soon as he got near. Without hesitation, he made his way inside - mixed reactions from the people that recognized him in the crowds - but he didn't stop to chat or gawk... Instead just heading straight to the back area to find his office and the one person in the world that he didn't have the courage to face but couldn't bare to stay away from any longer. Standing in the doorway, he couldn't think of what to say, able only to stare dumbly at her - the normally commanding presence radiating nervousness.

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She was so wrapped up in what she was doing she didn't even look up. Instead she just brushed back her hair, leaning forward again and making a few marks on the paper. They were quickly taking back in what they had lost, give it a few more months and they would be better off then ever. A smile graced her face, she was slightly proud of herself. She'd thrown herself into it once Luc was gone. She hadn't pressed charges against him, much to the annoyance of...everyone. She just couldn't do that to him. Pushing aside memories, she pursed her lips, eyeing the paper still. (NT) -- Jasmine, 04:55:21 08/08/02 Thu

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