"Hmm, well that's a good thing then." She assured him as she settled down on to the couch with her legs draped over his lap and the food between him - plates were overrated in a situation like this, in her opinion. "I can't believe you fixed my car. And you're never allowed to drive it again, by the way." More for his safety than the safety of her car - she could handle losing the vehicle, as much as she loved it, but she couldn't lose him. -- .: Chris & Dani's Apartment :.

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Date Posted: 13:05:04 10/26/05 Wed
Author: Dani
Subject: "Hmm, well that's a good thing then." She assured him as she settled down on to the couch with her legs draped over his lap and the food between him - plates were overrated in a situation like this, in her opinion. "I can't believe you fixed my car. And you're never allowed to drive it again, by the way." More for his safety than the safety of her car - she could handle losing the vehicle, as much as she loved it, but she couldn't lose him.
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 laughed, picking up a carton and digging through it.) I don't drive cars anyways, I fix them. (He looked over at her as he picked out a couple pieces of chicken and ate them.. he usually picked through food and ate the good stuff.. left the veggies and whatnot for other people.. that was why his dad hated him when they had leftover takeout in the house.) (NT) -- Chris, 21:19:27 10/26/05 Wed