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Date Posted: Wed, Jan 18 2006, 7:33pm PST
Author: Astrid
Subject: "I wanted to feel sexy.. none of this cute silliness." She still felt slightly sexy, but not so much under his jacket, in the cold, feeling a bit dumb, and like she mostly just wanted to go home. "I'm too dressed up to go to Denny's..." Things had been getting better in the house, people were settling in, a bit more money was coming in, they were starting to live like people, not like fugitives and she appreciated every second of it, but .. she looked up at him again, shaking her head. "I'm ruining your night, you were gonna be out for the night, and I ruined it, so I'll just get a cab." Social as she had become, she'd become fairly pessimistic on the same hand.
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 set his jaw at that, cocking his head to the side as he looked down at her, a frown on his face. He could only be patient for a little while and then he got aggravated. "Fine." He stated, he'd tried to be nice, to be good about all this but if she was going to be a bitch about it then forget it. He turned, letting her keep the jacket as he started to walk back towards the bar. If she was going to be like that he would just go get trashed and then come home and pass out, sounded like a decent plan to him. (NT) -- Mani, Wed, Jan 18 2006, 8:22pm PST
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