He murmured a thanks in response to the leftovers of her cigarette, and sat in silence for the remainder of the ride - which wasn't long enough, in his opinion. A small smirk touched his fine lips and he tipped his head back a little, glancing to her and then out through the blackened windows at the flashing lights, shaking his head a little. "Never. Don't you ever get bored of it?" But the driver was already at their door and reaching for the handle, so he slipped on his shades and lit up another smoke - not expecting or needing a response to his question. -- .: Bianca's Apartment :.

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Date Posted: 10:19:44 02/24/05 Thu
Author: Gavin
Subject: He murmured a thanks in response to the leftovers of her cigarette, and sat in silence for the remainder of the ride - which wasn't long enough, in his opinion. A small smirk touched his fine lips and he tipped his head back a little, glancing to her and then out through the blackened windows at the flashing lights, shaking his head a little. "Never. Don't you ever get bored of it?" But the driver was already at their door and reaching for the handle, so he slipped on his shades and lit up another smoke - not expecting or needing a response to his question.
In reply to: Bianca 's message, "How far is heaven? " on 08:01:36 01/27/05 Thu

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She glanced him over for a second before she allowed him to get out before her - at least he was well behaved in public - taking his outstretched hand and allowing him to help her out of the limo. Within seconds there were swarms of reporters and photographers, questions and comments being tossed at them. Through it all she just smiled and waved and stayed close to his side like the devoted, adoring girlfriend she could act like she was. It took a good seven or eight minutes, but finally they were off the entry carpet and pausing inside the doors only to be greeted by a few friends from the business. Once things calmed a bit though, she turned to him, having to gaze up a bit even in her heels. "A couple hours more and you'll be up there performing, much more in your element." She offered him a smile, knowing that this wasn't really his thing and he really only did it for her. As much as they fought, there was still obviously some care down there inside of each of them. (NT) -- Bianca, 10:24:20 02/24/05 Thu

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