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Date Posted: 22:52:30 01/31/06 Tue
Author: Haylie
Subject: Haylie inside
In reply to: Kyrian 's message, "The memories will last forever, but you and I have died and gone our seperate ways." on 22:42:09 01/31/06 Tue

She was punching the button to the elevator, staring up at the numbers as it counted down, her anger taken out on the poor button before she realized what she was doing and dropped her arms to her side only for them to be lifted again to cross over her chest. "Lost the key to the office. Thought you'd be gone. Figured since I was already there and interrupting I may as well get what I went there for." She stated, her voice short and to the point, there was no reason to even waste words on him at this point. The only hint of her upset was the a soft curse escaped her lips as the numbers froze 12 flights above them to apperantly pick up passengers and take them back up to some unknown floor. She shifted her weight on her feet, rocking back as she played her fingers over the leather on her opposite arm in an impatient tapping movement, telling herself over and over that she had no reason to feel jealous, upset, or betrayed over this - they had said their goodbyes, kind of - he wasn't hers and he never had been by any means. He'd been a screw, a lay, a way to pass some time, that was all. Didn't matter that he made her feel pretty, appreciated, it didn't matter that he made her laugh and played with her hair or that he had been able to take her breath away with just a look, none of that matter really. He was just another guy. A guy that made her heart beat so fast she was sure it was going to pump out of her chest. That was all.

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(He was so mad at her for making him feel like this was his fault that his eyes were the shade of a copper penny, and his left hand (his trigger hand) fisted at his side as it always did when he was in desperate inner turmoil. He knew if he got angry it would only show her that he cared, and that if he were to say something reassuring it would only be worse.. so he took a deep breath, gathered himself and cocked his weight on one foot, his fisted the only thing that betrayed him.) Oh, well if that was it then. (He said, a bit of disappointment in his tone.. if she had been jealous or upset by his fling then perhaps he could have found a way to justify the guilt he was feeling... but the ice queen was apparently back on duty.) What are you still doing here? (NT) -- Kyrian, 23:03:55 01/31/06 Tue

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