<font color=blue> His eyes were bleary with tears, and all of the power had been sapped out of his limbs, so he was useless as far as rising. More than being angry, he was hurt, extremely hurt - it was as though she had torn his heart out and sliced it up before his very eyes. He was leaned forward, elbows on his knees, hands on his eyes, trying to take it all in, let it sink in. He let out a long, shuddering sigh when he heard her voice but was unable to respond or get up. The video was just flicking off, the sounds still echoing in his mind - <i>I don't want Charlie to know..</i> and the way she'd reacted, things that he'd thought only he was able to elicit from her, it was a gross invasion of something that was, quite intimately, his own.</font> -- Kaeten's Apartment

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Date Posted: 05:25:50 12/21/04 Tue
Author: Charlie
Subject: His eyes were bleary with tears, and all of the power had been sapped out of his limbs, so he was useless as far as rising. More than being angry, he was hurt, extremely hurt - it was as though she had torn his heart out and sliced it up before his very eyes. He was leaned forward, elbows on his knees, hands on his eyes, trying to take it all in, let it sink in. He let out a long, shuddering sigh when he heard her voice but was unable to respond or get up. The video was just flicking off, the sounds still echoing in his mind - I don't want Charlie to know.. and the way she'd reacted, things that he'd thought only he was able to elicit from her, it was a gross invasion of something that was, quite intimately, his own.
In reply to: Charlie 's message, "I know how you're playing these dirty games - they're killing me, and I know how you love to watch me beg, well here I am - do you like it, yeah? Do you like it?" on 05:16:59 12/21/04 Tue

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She dumps her overnight bag and shrugs off the white snow-jacket, letting loose her blonde curls before wandering into the lounge from the hall. Her dark gaze lingered over him, before it followed his own gaze tot he television, which was fuzzing and crackling away to nothing, before glancing back to him, her brow furrowed with concern "Charlie?" She moves closer, dropping down intot he couch beside him and tentatively reaching for his hand, terrified of what had happened "Charlie whats wrong?" (NT) -- ALysia, 05:52:13 12/21/04 Tue

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