<font color=dodgerblue> He smirked, enjoying her playfullness before he closed his eyes and let his head rest back on the pillow, getting a few minutes shut eye before there was a knock on the door. His eyes moved to it, aware that he had ordered room service but still unwilling to just open the door to anyone. He headed over to grab his gun, slipping it into the back of his pants as he opened the door and took the food from the guy who looked a littler nervous at the sight of the guy with the gun. He smirked at the mans obvious confusion and just tipped him, bringing the large tray inside and immediatly begining to eat. </font color> -- :. Extra Board .:

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Date Posted: 23:39:21 05/16/06 Tue
Author: skeeter
Subject: He smirked, enjoying her playfullness before he closed his eyes and let his head rest back on the pillow, getting a few minutes shut eye before there was a knock on the door. His eyes moved to it, aware that he had ordered room service but still unwilling to just open the door to anyone. He headed over to grab his gun, slipping it into the back of his pants as he opened the door and took the food from the guy who looked a littler nervous at the sight of the guy with the gun. He smirked at the mans obvious confusion and just tipped him, bringing the large tray inside and immediatly begining to eat.
In reply to: Skeeter 's message, " This mysterious illness is getting me down " on 22:21:54 05/16/06 Tue

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(She came back out of the bathroom a few moments later in just a towel, another one wrapped up in her hair.) Oooo... pancakes.. (She said as she looked over the tray of food. Picking up a glass of orange juice, she went over to her suitcase and dug out some skimpy undies that she slipped into before pulling on a pair of tight jeans and a pink hoodie and joining him. She started picking through the food and eating.) I don't think I will ever get used to you guys and your guns.. all the time with them. (She teased, sipping her orange juice.) (NT) -- Courtney, 23:48:06 05/16/06 Tue

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