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Date Posted: Sat, Oct 08 2005, 11:35pm PDT
Author: Travis
Subject: "Two sugar, no cream..." He confirmed softly, eyes raising up to meet hers. His brows were gently furrowed - as if he was confused about something - and his gaze was quietly reserved - not pitying, just so obviously concerned. "And I'll have the special..." He requested in another low rush of words, shifting a little on his seat so that he was twisted a little towards her. "How are you?" Though the answer to that question was pretty obvious, he couldn't help but ask. There seemed to be not much else to start off by saying.
In reply to: Travis 's message, "

There are many things that I would like to say to you
But I don't know how
" on Sat, Oct 08 2005, 11:00pm PDT


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  • Her lips twisted with an almost cynical smirk. "Great, love working here, the grease does wonders for my skin." She shrugged her thin shoulders then though, offering a slight bittersweet smile. "I am alright..." Joey had never told her that he spoke to Travis, didn't want to make her feel worse and when he had brought up going to the clinic that Travis had told him about she immediatly refused. She wrote down his order, turning her head to the side to cough violently for a second. "Excuse me." She muttered, tears in her eyes when she could finally speak again. "I'll get your order right in." (NT) -- Lysia, Sat, Oct 08 2005, 11:41pm PDT
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