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Date Posted: Mon, Apr 28 2003, 4:37pm PDT
Author: gaia
Subject: ..memories/long/lost..<<--
In reply to: .sam. 's message, "[.to:gaia.].sam.>><<.boy.oh.boy." on Mon, Apr 28 2003, 4:03pm PDT




.i'm not you.



the girl swallows a bit, her features flaming as that harsh reality of the big bad bitch starting to pull itself back into her mind's eye. she sniffs slightly, breathing gradually moving back to normal, those cerulean eyes upon those of sam. she scratches her head with a hand, nodding to his question - she remembered a lot about that night, mainly because his lips had not felt unfamiliar to her.

"sam.. what about heather?"

even if she hated the girl she wasn't about to turn into some sort of homewrecker. hand passes over her forehead, her hands now moving to toying with her coffee cup, a slight frown pasted to those irresistable features of she. he could make her heart beat twenty billion times over, and yet he could break it just once before she'd return to her old ways.

"i should go.. thanks for the coffee.."

her brow furrows a bit before she begins to rise, a hand moving to rub her forehead a bit before she turns a little bit to face him.

"meet me at the club 'round eight?"

see, she didn't avoid conflict completely, she had set up a time and place where they could talk about this a little bit - y'know, while she made fool of herself on the dance floor.




..i don't like you..




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