She laughed softly and grinned once more, taking the food from him but keeping her fingers in his as she lead the way in to the building and up to her room. "They're probably never going to deliver to me again... What am I going to eat now?" She was just teasing though - she did cook every once in a while, though she preferred to order in, but it got expensive and she couldn't really afford it. -- .: Chris & Dani's Apartment :.

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Date Posted: 21:39:27 10/25/05 Tue
Author: Dani
Subject: She laughed softly and grinned once more, taking the food from him but keeping her fingers in his as she lead the way in to the building and up to her room. "They're probably never going to deliver to me again... What am I going to eat now?" She was just teasing though - she did cook every once in a while, though she preferred to order in, but it got expensive and she couldn't really afford it.
In reply to: Danielle 's message, "
My brain's repeating
"If you've got an impulse, let it out"
But they never make it past my mouth
" on 19:57:44 10/25/05 Tue

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(He smirked.) I deliver too, you know. (He was off the topic of food completely, but that had been the case for a while since Chris had been liberated from his house and was free to do as he wished.. he couldn't get enough of her. He set the keys on the table when they were inside, going to her fridge to grab a couple sodas and returning to the table.) What did you get? (NT) -- Chris, 21:44:34 10/25/05 Tue