"Hey.." He protested and swivelled around on the stool so that his back was to the door as he pushed away the evidence - he had no idea why he bothered to try and hide anything from her, she knew all the stories anyway. "You should knock..." He grunted as he reached for his shirt that was lying over the back of a nearby chair, but his fingers fumbled with the buttons and it was obvious that he wasn't quite ready for normal functions just yet. Uninterested in his best friend and bandmate's self-destruction, Dustin only smiled and kissed Bianca's cheek on his way past to head out to help the workaholic Mike - Johnny had directed his attention to the PS2. It was a typical early evening on the night of a performance. -- .: Bianca's Apartment :.

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Date Posted: 21:41:26 02/06/05 Sun
Author: Gavin
Subject: "Hey.." He protested and swivelled around on the stool so that his back was to the door as he pushed away the evidence - he had no idea why he bothered to try and hide anything from her, she knew all the stories anyway. "You should knock..." He grunted as he reached for his shirt that was lying over the back of a nearby chair, but his fingers fumbled with the buttons and it was obvious that he wasn't quite ready for normal functions just yet. Uninterested in his best friend and bandmate's self-destruction, Dustin only smiled and kissed Bianca's cheek on his way past to head out to help the workaholic Mike - Johnny had directed his attention to the PS2. It was a typical early evening on the night of a performance.
In reply to: Bianca 's message, "How far is heaven? " on 08:01:36 01/27/05 Thu

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"Sorry." She stated shortly, heading over to the kitchen area to grab a water for herself and crack it open, careful not to ruin the carefully applied make up with any drops or driblets as she tipped back her head. Like she didn't know he what he did, it wasn't any secret, the evidence tracked up and down his arms on a regular basis. Clearing her throat, she leaned against the counter, once again being careful not to wrinkle. Sometimes, she wondered why she even tried, he was to strung out to even really appreciate her looks that night and at this point all she wanted to do was to get out there in front of the camera's, this social shit didn't concern her anymore. (NT) -- Bianca, 21:44:30 02/06/05 Sun

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