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Date Posted: 07.25
Author: Skeeter
Subject: inside
In reply to: Gia 's message, "Inside" on 07.25

His head dipped when she spoke his name though he didn't look towards her, pretty engrossed in the history channel now, as he tended to get whenever he watching something that caught his interest - as rarely as that happened. "Hmm?" He questioned in a completely noncommitted manner before his brow furrowed and he shrugged a little, leaning forward to turn up the volume just a touch to drowned out Bambi's talking in her sleep. "Um, watching t.v." He paused for a moment and then continued. "This is bullshit, you would think the history channel would get their facts straight. The CIA was in no way, shape or form ever employed by Russia." He huffed in a discontented manner, his brow furrowed much in the same fashion as a displeased child. He was a man who ran completely on facts. He actually had little to no imagionation in most circumstances, he was not a creative person. He worked on numbers, statistics, facts, intuitions, not creative thought. Thus, when asked a vague question, he answered in the most direct and blunt way possible. "Are you getting tired? You can go on to bed if you want. This will be over in a bit and I'll be in." They'd taken to sharing a bed from time to time and his words hinted that she was more than welcome to sleep in his that night if she so chose. Since she was looking like she was ready to pop, he wanted to be close, not even a room away from her at night, in case he was needed. Eyes still focused onto the television, he lifted one hand and gently pried her fingers from his shirt before laying her hand flat right back on his stomach. "Wrinkles." He stated absently. Despite the fact that he was going to be taking off the shirt when he went to bed, he still didn't want wrinkles in the fabric, it would bug him.

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