She glanced to the phone every once in a while, as if willing it to call, before she finally just broke down and reached for the receiver. As she dialed his number, she padded over to the stereo to slowly turn down the volume. Lips gently pursed, she tucked the phone between her ear and her shoulder as she waited patiently while it rung. So maybe she would sound a little pathetic, calling him all the time, but he loved her anyway - pathetic or not. She wasn't the least bit concerned about school in the morning - she had taken a nap that afternoon, so distracted by him or not, she would be up... -- .:. The Davenston's Home .:.

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Date Posted: 23:07:50 01/11/05 Tue
Author: Lilah
Subject: She glanced to the phone every once in a while, as if willing it to call, before she finally just broke down and reached for the receiver. As she dialed his number, she padded over to the stereo to slowly turn down the volume. Lips gently pursed, she tucked the phone between her ear and her shoulder as she waited patiently while it rung. So maybe she would sound a little pathetic, calling him all the time, but he loved her anyway - pathetic or not. She wasn't the least bit concerned about school in the morning - she had taken a nap that afternoon, so distracted by him or not, she would be up...
In reply to: Delilah 's message, "
I remember when the days were long
And the nights when the living room was on the lawn
Constant quarreling, the childish fits
And our clothes in a pile on the ottoman
" on 22:47:15 01/11/05 Tue

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A smile graced his features as he held up a finger to Wes, flipping open the phone. "Hey baby..." He murmured, his voice dropping a bit in that familiar warm way it did when it was her on the other line. They seemed to have some sort of connection, or maybe it was just that both seemed to think of each other all the time. Most likely it was that. His eyes drifted to the door as he saw D and Fiya enter, more often then not the pair went to the movies or out to dinner more then come to the bars and clubs, when they were here, it was usually cuz Fiya was wanting to dance or to socialize and D was just to smitten to say no to his girl... (NT) -- Siah, 23:13:11 01/11/05 Tue