He smiled a little more believably as she agreed, and nodded gently in agreement- yes- he would like it too. Being alone was never easy for anyone- but being along at a time like this was unthinkable. He spent night after night staring at the ceiling of his silent, empty apartment just waiting to fall asleep. He squeezed her hand and leaned in to her, pressing an innocent kiss firmly to her forehead. "Good... lets go..." He didn;t like all the people- he had gone there for the silent company and unspoken comradeship of all that went to a bar to nurse away their pain and troubles with or without a drink. But this was better. Ash was always better. He slipped off the stool and slipped a couple of notes onto the bar- enough to more than cover the cost of his one scotch which still sat in its glass and her barely touched diet coke. -- RD Future: The Boardwalk

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Date Posted: Sat, Sep 16 2006, 2:13pm PDT
Author: Marc
Subject: He smiled a little more believably as she agreed, and nodded gently in agreement- yes- he would like it too. Being alone was never easy for anyone- but being along at a time like this was unthinkable. He spent night after night staring at the ceiling of his silent, empty apartment just waiting to fall asleep. He squeezed her hand and leaned in to her, pressing an innocent kiss firmly to her forehead. "Good... lets go..." He didn;t like all the people- he had gone there for the silent company and unspoken comradeship of all that went to a bar to nurse away their pain and troubles with or without a drink. But this was better. Ash was always better. He slipped off the stool and slipped a couple of notes onto the bar- enough to more than cover the cost of his one scotch which still sat in its glass and her barely touched diet coke.
In reply to: Marcus Banks 's message, "Running down corridors, through automatic doors,
Got to get to you, got to see this through,
I see hope disappear in a plastic box,
I've seen christmas lights reflect in your eyes." on Sat, Sep 16 2006, 11:31am PDT

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