"Not really..." But he didn't want to be here if she didn't want him to be. He figured he had caused her enough grief - the last thing he wanted was to make her anymore uncomfortable. Sighing softly, he shifted onto his back and rested one hand behind his head - head turned so that he could watch her. He thought that maybe watching her would give him some indication as to what she was thinking about all this. -- .: Bianca's Apartment :.

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Date Posted: 09:16:31 05/29/05 Sun
Author: Gavin
Subject: "Not really..." But he didn't want to be here if she didn't want him to be. He figured he had caused her enough grief - the last thing he wanted was to make her anymore uncomfortable. Sighing softly, he shifted onto his back and rested one hand behind his head - head turned so that he could watch her. He thought that maybe watching her would give him some indication as to what she was thinking about all this.
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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She shifted over onto her side, her fingers almost hesitantly reaching out to brush his long hair back from his face before she dropped to the pillow beside his head. "What are you going to do if it is yours?" She questioned softly, the way she just didn't address him leaving giving proof that she wanted him to stay. She wasn't feeling so good, something was wrong and she knew it and she just wanted to fix things before he went away again. (NT) -- Bianca, 09:26:26 05/29/05 Sun