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Date Posted: 19:21:46 05/23/05 Mon
Author: Kaden
Subject:
It was a night
What a night
L.A., it really was
What a riot


Early morning grumblings were in full force at the moment as the slightly put off young man padded through the kitchen, clad in just low slung track pants. His hand raked through his mussed hair as he let out a soft breath, opening the fridge only to close it, pace around the kitchen and then open it again, finally deciding on some orange juice. He had given Joey a piece of his mind this morning, what with the guy all yellin' like some kind of bloody git in the middle of the night and disrupting him from the pleasure he had been recieving from Lysia. Of course Joey's voice had reminded her of Jason's voice and set her off on a tangent and he had been left completely unsatisfied and more then a little uncomfortable. Needless to say, he was not in the best of moods that morning. The only thing he had going for him was the shitload of cash he had stashed upstairs. Old habits were hard to break and when he had been faced with the chance to buy a gram of a little blow and sell it back for twice what he paid, well, he went for it of course. He didn't partake in the stuff himself but hell, he could make a pretty penny off of it. With a low growl just cuz he was grumpy, he settled on the stool in the kitchen with his glass of orange juice - very near to pouting.

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