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Date Posted: Sun, Jan 09 2005, 8:09pm PST
Author: Bianca
Subject: I want a perfect body
In reply to: Bianca 's message, "" on Sat, Jan 08 2005, 7:18pm PST

He never wanted to talk about anything and that was probably part of their problem, they just pushed everything under the rug. Nothing was ever resolved or figured out. As she gazed out over the room, she tried to find someone she knew that she hadn't slept with and as hard as it was acknowledge, there wasn't a whole lot. Shifting uncomfortably, her brow furrowed as she gazed down at her glass before finally speaking. "We don't have to stay long." She was suddenly feeling less then social and just wanted to get fucked up and forget about everything. She glanced up as she heard her name spoke, a reporter coming up. The woman was a particular bitch, a tabloid writer. "Bianca, pleasure to see you again. Didn't you wear that outfit at a previous get together? I remember you..filling it out a little less." an obvious jab at her weight, it just caused Bianca to set her jaw, her eyes focusing back down on the glass before she cleared her throat. "I don't believe I've actually worn this outfit before, but thanks for the constant surveillance." She stated before she stood, handing the smoke over to Gavin and heading over to the bathroom.

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"Whatever you want..." He assured her quietly, rubbing his eyes with the back of one hand - at first glance, he was just another typical celebrity. His warddrobe cost the price of a small car, his hair - though a little rough around the edge because of a couple months without a trim - was well-styled and those baby-blues cool and confident. Upon closer inspection though, he was more clearly the troubled soul of a stereotypical musician - brows more often than not furrowed in thought, eyes tired and red-rimmed, tracks lining his arms beneath the long-sleeved back button-up that he wore. At the reporter's insinuations, he just sighed in annoyance and was silent until Bianca headed off, and then called after her. "B..." (NT) -- Gavin, Sun, Jan 09 2005, 8:37pm PST

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