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Date Posted: Mon, May 29 2006, 11:44pm PDT
Author: Natalie
Subject: She smiled at his prompt response to her request and watched him all the way to the bar and then back here with her fresh drink. "Thanks love." She frowned a little though in silent protest as he settled in across from her - so far away - but then slouched down a little in her seat and stretched her legs out. Her boots had been unzipped as soon as they had settled in to the booth and now were completely removed so that one foot could prop up on his bench, and her free other toes could slip over his calf. "I do. Split shift too... But I'm actually done pretty early and had a few hours in the late afternoon to kill... What are you up to tomorrow?" The straw of her drink found it's way between her lightly-glossed lips for a long sip, but then she set it back on the table and dropped her head back against the back of the seat.
In reply to: Natalie 's message, "

'Cause it feels like it's a movie about losing
Only this time it's us
And we're counting on a surprise ending
Only this time it never does come
"
on Tue, May 23 2006, 10:07pm PDT


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  • He fought the urge to roll his eyes at the fact that she was working and instead just slouched down in the booth himself, reaching down to wrap his fingers around her ankles and draw them up to rest on his lap so his fingers could gently massage the arches of her feet and whenever he wanted a drink he just leaned forward to take a sip out of the straw, it was a good position for him. "I don't have anything going ...was thinking maybe we could go out for a couple of hours, maybe to the boardwalk or something...museum?" He questioned, his head cocking to the side as he gazed at her. His hair was starting to grow out a bit and it was a little unruley as the curls sprang loose from their gell since he kept running his hands through it... (NT) -- Adam, Mon, May 29 2006, 11:56pm PDT


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