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Date Posted: 23:19:35 01/12/07 Fri
Author: Joey/Cam
Subject: So this is growing up
In reply to: Travis 's message, "
I'm broken, so deadly, you're just the one to fix it
You're calling, it's early
That feeling, god I miss it
Don't want to live without, don't want to sit this out
Don't want to know if it's the last time I'll breathe you in
" on 21:23:48 01/12/07 Fri

"Sweet...more beer would be good. You could pick up some chips and dip maybe?" He shrugged a little. "I know the girls won't be 'round but Rio or Jay might get home early and chill with us for a bit. I'll go ahead and order the pizza." He stood up then, stretching his arms out over his shoulders and cracking his neck before disappearing into the kitchen, knowing Trav would let himself out. He quickly ordered two large pizza's and headed up stairs to change into a pair of sweats and a beater, wanting to be comfortable and just enjoy being a 'boy' for a little while once Trav got back. She was heading up the walkway from the drive, carrying a large pile of books in her arms for the girls of the house on child birth, pregnancy and whatnot. The girls would read anything they could get their hands on but couldn't get library cards themselves due to their lack of an address so she picked them up for them and brought them every week to the house. She shifted a little, cursing herself silently for wearing flip flops in the middle of january, she had been to absent minded and distracted to find her tennis shoes that morning.

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He didn't see her until he had already pulled his rumbling car into the drive infront of the house - and by then it was too late to sneak away because she could have heard his car from down the street. He inhaled a sharp breath as he lingered in his seat and watched her struggling for a long moment, but then his senses got the better of him and he rushed into action. Beer in one arm, he shoved his keys into the pocket of his black zip-up hoodie as he approached her, and then gently took away from her the books that were making it difficult for her to open the door. He didn't know what to say to her - he never wanted to hurt her of course, but these feelings were foreign to him, unlike anything else he had ever experienced. As a result, the single word that escaped his lips was a mumble - not a rude one, but an unsure one. "Hey.." (NT) -- Travis, 23:25:04 01/12/07 Fri

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