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Date Posted: Wed, Jan 31 2007, 8:20pm PST
Author: Colden
Subject: "Yeah...they are all a bit older than me but not by a whole lot." He shrugged a little, trudging along in the sand easily enough. A smile played on his lips as he looked back at him, his head cocked to the side as he kept his eyes on the bonfire ahead of them. "There are a crazy group but it's weird now that Jake is gone...he's dating Natalie, Adam's sister but he's in jail in cleveland right now..." He shrugged a little, his tone softening. "It's hard sometimes, something comes up that reminds someone of Jake and it gets rough for a few minutes but then...we all try to just make it through best we can, Jake wouldn't want everyone to be moping about him - hell, it would piss the shit out of him." He smirked a little, shifting her weight on his back evenly before he grinned a little and yawned a touch, he either needed to keep drinking or chill somewhere for the night, he was going to be out of it no time if he didn't get a bit more sloshed.
In reply to: Jocelyn & Co. 's message, "

We are the only ones who feel it
Tonight we drink, tonight we dance with all the last ones who can hear it
We're calling in whispers, we're tired of waiting
We'll take what we want and leave, leave what we know behind
"
on Mon, Jan 29 2007, 7:14pm PST


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  • "Yeah... That's pretty rough. I hope he's taking care of himself - comes home soon." She commented with a hint genuine concern to her voice - a friend being away anywhere was no fun, and the fact that he was in jail made things that much worse. Her arms around his neck loosened so that her hands were on his shoulders and she gently pushed against him in a wordless request for him to put her down - she really didn't mind walking the rest of the way and it saved him from having to carry her any further. "You just going home from here later?" Once she was back on her feet, she walked at his side, her hands in the kangaroo pocket if her hoodie and her gaze shifting between him and the sand every couple of steps - though she strolled pretty slowly, not in much of a hurry to get back to their group which she could see in the distance. (NT) -- Joce, Wed, Jan 31 2007, 8:34pm PST


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