She was curled up on the couch, she had lost so much weight over the past week, she looked sickly, unhealthily pale and her bones to prominant. She had been sick the past few days, one of the reasons that she hadn't been on the phone with him long was because she felt so bad. She looked as shitty as he did. A low breath escaped her lips as she heard the knock and she forced herself out of bed to open the door. "Hey.." She murmured softly, biting her lip, unsure of what to say to him at the moment. -- .: Bianca's Apartment :.

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Date Posted: 07:06:03 05/29/05 Sun
Author: Biana
Subject: She was curled up on the couch, she had lost so much weight over the past week, she looked sickly, unhealthily pale and her bones to prominant. She had been sick the past few days, one of the reasons that she hadn't been on the phone with him long was because she felt so bad. She looked as shitty as he did. A low breath escaped her lips as she heard the knock and she forced herself out of bed to open the door. "Hey.." She murmured softly, biting her lip, unsure of what to say to him at the moment.
In reply to: Gavin 's message, "I'm chasing the ghost of a good thing..." on 06:42:43 05/29/05 Sun

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He ran a hand slowly through his hair as he stood out in the hall for a moment, and then stepped almost hesitantly inside. He touched her arm lightly and paused before pressing a brief, light kiss to her cheek - unsure just how to greet her but eventually figuring that that option was reasonnably safe. "Hey B..." His voice was soft and he offered a slow and definitely uncertain smile - he had no idea what to say to either, unsure where their relationship stood. (NT) -- Gavin, 07:15:59 05/29/05 Sun