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Date Posted: 15:19:16 05/23/05 Mon
Author: Mackenzie
Subject: She tipped her chin up a touch and was quiet for a long moment before responding just as suspiciously. "A friend. Is he here?" Her fingers slipped into the pockets of her jeans and she shifted from one foot to the other. She was a little uncertain to begin with about being here, and this little obstacle wasn't encouraging much.
In reply to: Mackenzie 's message, "

What have I become?
My sweetest friend, everyone I know
Goes away in the end
" on 14:29:55 05/23/05 Mon


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  • She frowned at her a moment before shrugging her slender shoulders "Hang on." She closed the door on the girl and headed back into the lounge of the large house- her own art work certainly livening the place up and individualising it. "Jason... some girls outside for you..." She callopsed back onto the couch to carry on watching cartoons, leaving Jason to deal with it. He cursed under his breath, wondering how the hell any of the girls he'd been with since htey'd got here could have found out wherre he lived. He jogged down the stairs in his jeans and a black sleeveless T, his blonde hair mused and messy. He was still stressed about Lacey and battling off his guilt- as she still hadn;t come out of her room. He approached the door almost unwillingly, pulling it open with a slight frown, before he saw who was stood there "Damn.... Mackenzie? What the hell are you doing here?" (NT) -- Jason, 15:32:23 05/23/05 Mon
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