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Date Posted: Sat, Oct 11 2003, 10:17pm PDT
Author: .liam.
Subject:
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In reply to: Tex 's message, "..well than ask away" on Sat, Oct 11 2003, 10:03pm PDT

Well, at least Tex has reacted well to the most recent weird-outburst of Liam's. Truthfully, Liam, himself, just believed that she had gotten used to his retarded reactions to things now, and that maybe she was just took them in -- like she took in air; effortlessly. Once the two of them were safely enclosed in Liam's room, (which was plain for the most part -- but featured a few team photos and trophys... put up by his parents.) Liam closed the door, and locked it from the inside. With a bit of a thoughtful expression 'cross his chiseled features, he flopped down onto his bed -- on the side nearest the night table and rested there for a few moments, going over the words he'd use to ask, and organzing possible reactions that Tex may have. After Liam was done collecting himself, he propped himself up on his elbow and slowly glanced over to Tex, his brown eyes roaming her the delicate features belonging to her face. "I want you to... Will you be my -- er... Will you go to prom with me?" He suddenly blurted, lurching forward to the single droor in the night table and pulling out a white, packaged corsage. Glancing down to the corsage -- almost hopelessly, Liam sighed and began to murmur. "Look... you don't have to -- if you don't want to, it's just... well, I want you to be there. I really want you to be there... I'd do anything if you'd just say you'd come... And don't worry, I'll be buying a new corsage for that night... I just wanted to have one, when I asked you, 'cause it' just... I don't know why."


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