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Date Posted: 19:36:09 07/17/09 Fri
Author: Drake Jamison
Subject: Oh Why Not? They Can Join The Fun
In reply to: Lysette Badeau 's message, "omg. touch me and I'll call for the CM cops. I mean it mister." on 14:33:37 07/17/09 Fri

Drake Jamison

He smiled back at her as the food and mouse were set before her. He watched as the mouse played with his food before pouncing upon it to chow it down. As she went to eat her food he turned away to let her eat without him watching.

Drake had moved to the window and was pretending to be occupied watching the tigers. But truthfully he had out of the corner of his eye been watching her. Not in a creeper type of way, he just found her fascinating. She was like one of those girls who had never gotten out much, who had been shut in and then suddenly released only to find out there was so much they couldn't do, so much they didn't know. He had been watching her little quirks the whole night, being a shifter he had pretty expert night vision, (especially since his specialty was in big cats); watching the way she always looked everywhere except his eyes, the folding and unfolding of her hands, her nervous jitters. He knew that right now she was watching him, probably thinking about how much of a creeper he was, or how ugly he was. His mind began to wander back to the day that everything had crumbled beneath him, that horrible day. It was supposed to have been one of the greatest days of his life but it had been trashed, torn, and destroyed all because of....her angelic voice pulled him away from his memories and deep brown eyes turned back to her. He carefully and quickly placed a hand on her arm before just as quickly removing it. "No, please don't worry about it. It was nothing. It honestly was the least I could do for being so rude to you earlier." He ran a hand through his hair, talk about quirks.


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