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. -- .: Bianca's Apartment :.

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Date Posted: 09:26:26 05/29/05 Sun
Author: Bianca
Subject: 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.
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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"It's not..." He insisted softly, subtley scooting just a fraction closer to her - not wanting to discourage the amicable behavior. "But if it is... Pay child support, I guess." He murmured quietly - though he truly didn't believe that the child was his, he would accept monetary responsibility if it happened to be his. And he would be as much of a father to the child as a young, drug-addicted musician could be, but would not be not be willing to accept any major responsibilities. (NT) -- Gavin, 09:31:21 05/29/05 Sun