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Date Posted: Thu, Jun 29 2006, 6:38am PDT
Author: Sharayah
Subject: Sharayah Was out and about- currently having a drink with some friends, sat up close to one guy - pealing back a medical pad on his shoulder to check on a tattoo she'd done earlier that day for him. "Yeah its lookin' good" She spoke confidently, pursing her lips softly in concentration as she examined it, giving him instructions about cleaning it up and stopping it from scabbing after the pad came off. She was trying not to dwell to much on the time she'd spent with Jake a few days ago- she just wasn;t the type to stick around like that. She never stayed over... but she had loved the time she'd spent with him- and she couldn't help letting her eyes flicker up tot he entrance everytime someone walked in- she had missed his arrival though- and so was still looking for his entrance.
In reply to: Jake 's message, "..." on Thu, Jun 29 2006, 5:55am PDT


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  • He watched the door, he watched the dancefloor and occasionally scanned the booths. He had a pretty good view of pretty much everything where he sat - him and no one else. He spoke to the waitress as she passed by to drop off a fresh drink - she kept him informed when he was waiting for a client or general company - she nodded in the direction of the table where Sharayah sat. A slow smile spread across his features when he saw her - never really the one to persue, he never usually had to, but he couldn't help a little flare of jealous - it was he that she should be slouched up against and he grabbed an extra rum and coke from the waitresses tray to head over, handing her the drink. "Drink's on me but you gotta come drink it at my booth with me." (NT) -- Jake, Thu, Jun 29 2006, 6:42am PDT
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