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Date Posted: Fri, Nov 18 2005, 10:32pm PST
Author: Deryk
Subject: He cocked a brow, shrugging his shoulders. "This isn't my domain." He wasn't really sure waht his domain was, he was pretty comfortable pretty much anywhere, a couch, some drinks, maybe even just a comfortable floor was really he needed. His mood switches were pretty unnatural as it was without the aid of the drugs so he was just totally unpredictable while being on them. "You never answered me fifteen minutes ago." He stated again, shifting to cross his arms under his head so that he was a tad bit more comfortable.
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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  • (She rolled her eyes setting the glasses and the bottle on the table and crossing over to the large screen on the wall to watch all the people at the party dancing and having a great time. She felt like the girl who started crying at the party just to start the drama.. since she was seperated from the party now and what she had thought she wanted she was no longer sure of. She focused her eyes on the reflection of Deryk in the screen and narrowed her gaze. Was he on drugs, or something?) Seems to me like you don't want to do anything. (She said, turning to look at him fully, tilting her head a little, a smirk crossing her features. He thought she couldn't handle her alcohol?) (NT) -- Andi, Fri, Nov 18 2005, 10:39pm PST
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