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Date Posted: Thu, Oct 27 2005, 10:05pm PDT
Author: Karlie
Subject: (She had sold her dress finally, and the moment was completely ruined for her due to the black cloud floating around the party. She was upset and bitter and scared about the damn note.. and he was acting like she had kicked him in the shin for making her happy the week before.. well she sort of had, but she had no choice. She opened her clutch Prada bag and pulled out her compact to check her makeup during a rare moment alone near the fountain. A slip of grey paper fluttered to the ground near her feet unnoticed. Satisfied that she was looking decent despite the evenings events, she allowed herself to be led off by a young man from amother modeling agency.)
In reply to: Karlie 's message, "I want to scream out loud for help.. but I don't think anyone will hear me.. " on Thu, Oct 27 2005, 9:11pm PDT


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  • He had let his gaze wander to her against his own advice and noticed when the paper fluttered to the floor. Excusing himself, he went over there, picking it up and opening it - so he was nosy - his brow furrowing as he read the script. A frown crossed his face as he looked around for her, this could explain her behavior if it was referring to him but who the hell would threaten her? He frowned, heading over to her again, grabbing her arm and pulling her aside - not bothering with pleasantries with the person she was talking to this time. "What the hell is this?" He questioned, handing her the paper. (NT) -- Nick, Thu, Oct 27 2005, 10:16pm PDT
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