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Date Posted: Tue, Apr 17 2007, 9:09pm PDT
Author: Colden
Subject: You're talking to one of the greatest
In reply to: Joce 's message, "So hot with love, we burned our hands" on Tue, Apr 17 2007, 8:35pm PDT

He groaned softly, rolling his head back a little bit against the headrest, keeping his eyes closed. He wasn't sure if she had saved him from getting drunker - and hence sicker - or made him drink more, thus being the reason he was so sick. A low breath escaped his lips as he looked over to her for a brief moment but then the road moving didn't make him feel any better, in fact, it made him feel much much worse so he promptly closed his eyes. "Do you know the way to my place?" He questioned softly, his voice a whisper because he felt like if he talked any louder he would probably get a head ache and he didn't want that at all. A low breath escaped his lips, he never got this sickly drunk, he did however, get hang overs and if he was this sick already he could only imagine what it would be like in the morning. "Sunday huh? Sunday is good. I think I'll probably feel like shit Saturday morning, afternoon...Saturday night I might be ok. So sick, Joce..." He grumbled softly, his eyes closing again. "Gotta tell me what I am not supposed to do. I don't know what to do or what not to do. No one ever told me, never had anyone tell me..." He shrugged a little, letting out a soft breath as he kept his eyes closed and his voice quiet.

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