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Subject: ..::Better As A Memory::..


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James
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Date Posted: 04/ 1/10 7:10:02pm
In reply to: Lessa Murphey 's message, "::Not Everything Is Gold::" on 04/ 1/10 6:33:50pm



James flicked an ear towards Angelina as she stepped into the middle of things. Had she placed herself any closer to him, he would have moved in front of her, protected her. But if he moved any closer to the male, he'd upset this sudden balance... He held his ground, fell silent and listened as Angelina questioned the man. Any other time he would have taken this opportunity to flee while the mans drive was down. But he feared this human may turn his frustrations on the female if he wasn't taken completely down.

Clearly the man now assumed that James belonged to this woman, as she had come to his defense. And so he seemed to amend his previous idea about teaching the dog a lesson "You should keep your fucking mutt on a chain! I'll kill him if I see him again!" The man stomped back to his car, tossing the pipe in the bed of the truck before he climbed into the cab and pulled out. His tires spit gravel at the women, flying clear over Jame's head.

Once the truck was clear of the alley, James turned towards Angelina. Tail wagged lightly over his back and ear pirked up. He knew she was familiar with dogs, and she should see the greeting in his body language, but he still approached slowly. He nudged her hand, licking it once before turning to Lessa. He stepped up beside her, pressing his thick head against her leg and rubbing against her till his shoulder was pressed tight against her thigh. His gaze stayed on Angelina, tail still wagging over his back.








i move on like a sinners prayer
i let 'em go like a levee breaks
walk away as if i don't care
learn to shoulder my mistakes
getting reckless when there's no need
break my heart but it won't bleed
i'm better as a memory than as your man


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