~She was dressed in a tank top and jeans, she hadn't bothered with underware. The days while he'd been gone had been h#ll, he nights filled with nightmares. Keenan had taken the kids no questions asked though he was worried. She hadn't done any work, and had spent most of her time curled up on the couch holding the bottle of Tylonel on her hands. And thats what she was doing now.~ -- Jonathon and Ciara's House

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Date Posted: 21:22:51 12/13/02 Fri
Author: Ciara
Subject: ~She was dressed in a tank top and jeans, she hadn't bothered with underware. The days while he'd been gone had been h#ll, he nights filled with nightmares. Keenan had taken the kids no questions asked though he was worried. She hadn't done any work, and had spent most of her time curled up on the couch holding the bottle of Tylonel on her hands. And thats what she was doing now.~
In reply to: Tank 's message, ".:with leather jacket swong over his shoulder he walked back in the house..calmly recollected. a slight hint of alochol evident in his breath. his pocket had ten hundreds rolled up from the winnings. eyes casted at her rolled ball body:." on 21:17:57 12/13/02 Fri

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.:he smirked softly. walking to their bedroom to put the leather up. he walked into the messy kitchen then shook his head:. what have you been doing the past days? .:he questioned her from the kitchen:. (NT) -- Tank, 21:28:01 12/13/02 Fri

~She didn't move, hardly even stired.~"Laying here."~ (NT) -- Ciara, 21:31:51 12/13/02 Fri