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Date Posted: Fri, Nov 18 2005, 9:57pm PST
Author: Andi
Subject: (She looked over at him when she heard his voice, raising a brow just a little in thoughtfulness. She wandered over to the minibar and looked over the contents, picking up a bottle of hennessay and a couple of shot glasses, carrying them over to where he was sitting and taking a seat next to him. She was perched a little sideways on the couch, facing him, her eyes wandering over him as she set the glasses down with a soft clink and unwrapped the top of the bottle to open it. She didn't say anything to him because there was nothing to say.. the small talk was just that.. small. She dropped the cap onto the small side table and set the two glasses onto her thigh, pouring the liquor into each before returning her gaze back to his.)
In reply to: Deryk 's message, "
I've become a rock 'n roll cliche
" on Mon, Nov 14 2005, 8:05pm PST


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  • One lazy eye opened to see what she was doing before he reached over, curling his fingers around one of the shot glasses and pushing himself up on one elbow to take it before he relaxed back into the couch. "So, what do you want to do?" He was feeling lethargic and lazy to be honest and not quite sure he was up to anything unless he took another hit of something to get his body wanting to move again. He would be pretty cool with just laying here for the rest of his life right now. (NT) -- Deryk, Fri, Nov 18 2005, 10:15pm PST
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