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Date Posted: Tue, Jan 17 2006, 2:33pm PST
Author: Astrid
Subject: She wasn't supposed to be here, she knew she wasn't, but she couldn't help herself. This was a happenin' place, and a couple of girls at the store she'd started working at under the table had invited her out. She wasn't drinking, and was generally trying to stay away from the smoke, but she was feeling good, damnit, and she felt like she deserved this. She was showing, not enough to look like she'd swallowed a basketball yet, but enough to show a prominent bump under the empire-waisted shirt she wore, a pair of hip huggers sliding low under the bump of her belly. Her dark hair was relaxed down her back and she was amongst a group of girls, her hands lifted over her head, letting herself go with the rythm. Her entire attitude about being social and the like had changed since she'd become pregnant, she realized now the value of other people and their company.
In reply to: Armani 's message, "
These fuckin' walls must be talkin'
Cause man I can hear 'em
They're sayin' you got one more chance to do right
And it's tonight.
" on Tue, Jan 17 2006, 2:10pm PST


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  • He turned around on the stool, lifting the drink to his lips and scopin' out the honeys that were on the floor, his eyes drifting over one leggy blonde for a long moment before he continued his perusal of the girls dancing, though his gaze was suddenly frozen as he spotted her. Slowly, he placed the the glass onto the table and stood up, his hands in the pockets of his baggy jeans. He made his way around the club to stand behind her, his head cocked to the side as he watched her for a long moment, admiring the way she moved before he remembered that she was carrying his child and this wasn't exactly the enviroment she should be in. He bit his lip, looking around for a second before he came up behind her, his hands on her hips as he pulled her back against him, his head dipping to murmur in her ear. "How 'bout you go for a walk with me?" He questioned, raising a brow as he looked down at her. (NT) -- Mani, Tue, Jan 17 2006, 3:36pm PST
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