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Date Posted: Sun, Feb 05 2006, 10:00pm PST
Author: Travis
Subject: Coincidentally, he wasn't too far from where she was - finishing up dinner in a little restaurant across the street from where Lysia used to work. He was learning not to bother trying to forget her and everything she had ever done and everywhere that she had ever been. At first it had just been easier not to think about her at all, but as the healing process progressed, he was coming to terms with the fact that she was gone and was never coming back, but she had been a very important part of his life for the short time she had been with him. When his phone buzzed in his pocket, he had a just deposited a forkfull of food in his mouth, but answered anyway - grunting a 'hello?'. He was along and so didn't care about answering the phone while at dinner, and was just about to swallow - so if it was anyone important who he should be practicing some proper phone etiquette with, he would be able to redeem himself.
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on Sun, Feb 05 2006, 9:53pm PST


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  • "Hey baby, wanna come and protect little old me?" She questioned playfully. "It's gettin' dark and I've been told by a very protective friend of mine that when it's dark, thats when the crazy people come out." She grinned, shifting to sit down on the bench and throw one leg up on it, stretching out absently with a yawn. She was warm enough in the ski coat she was wearing over her tattered jeans and long sleeve, v-neck cashmere sweater, the soft blue color bringing out the golden flecks in her dark eyes. Really, she just wanted to spend some time with him, didn't matter to her if they stayed out here or not. (NT) -- Cam, Sun, Feb 05 2006, 10:25pm PST


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