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Date Posted: 20:29:55 05/31/05 Tue
Author: Kaden
Subject:
I don't wanna be another enemy
Even though you make me bleed like a Kennedy
Not when my body's so excited
Sometimes you make so frustated
Romeo's waiting...


The man was quite the contradiction really and it was obvious even as he just sat on the couch that was leaning against the wall in the living room. He gave off such a bad ass image, smarted off about everything, ragged on everyone and could definately hold his own in a fight. He was hardly ever seen without a beer or cigarette touching his lips and was never spotted without the thin white cylinder behind his ear available at any time to light. The scent of whiskey and cigarette smoke clung to his ever present long black duster and color wasn't something he looked on too fondly. His usual uniform was a tight black tee shirt and snug black jeans - not into the baggy look like most guys his age. His hair was always mussed and shaggy, hanging in his eyes half the time while his perfect cheek bones gave him an almost angry look while his thin lips were almost delicate in their perfection. His eyes were generally dark unless the 'sex beast' was on the prowl, looking for prey for the night. However, even amongst all the vulgarities and innuendo's that left his mouth, he had his strange quirks that made him who he was. Case in point, at the moment, the angry young teenager was sitting on the couch, sprawled out, a beer in hand, fully concentrating on finding nemo for about the sixty-third time. A small smirk tipped his lips at the turtle, that guy was his favorite, before his eyes drifted to the stairs. He knew she would be coming down any moment now and he fully intended to stop her before she got to far. If she fought him and left anyone, well then he would just follow her again, if she met another guy, while he would just have to take another beating to get her away from him. As a hand lifted to his jaw, rubbing at the fading bruises, he couldn't help but hope that it wouldn't come to that again. With a sigh, he turned his eyes back to the tv, focusing on the little turtle dude now. He was his second favorite.

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