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Date Posted: 15:28:26 01/15/06 Sun
Author: Caity
Subject: She made her way intot he apartment looking completely worn out, wearing a slight frown to go with it. The elevator had been out of order and she had had to lug herself, the baby and the stoller up several flights of stairs to get up to the apartment. "Nick I've been trying to call you for ten minutes, here can you take him please?" The baby was crying and she was worn out and hot in all the layers she had on. "The elevator isn't working and I couldn;t get the stroller to colapse again" She pursed her lips irritably as she pulled off her mittens and scalf and coat, clearly stressed out. The baby was teething and it was keeping her up most hours of the night- she was getting up for him so that Nik could be rested for school.
In reply to: Nicholas 's message, "

My brain's repeating:
If you've got an impulse, let it out
"
on 15:14:12 01/15/06 Sun


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  • He grimaced apologetically and swung his feet to the floor so he could stand, a sheepish expression crossing his features. "Sorry.." He reached out for the baby and placed a noisy kiss to the crying child's cheek - and little Ethan stopped his wailing before too long, because his daddy was always entertaining enough that he didn't cry too often. "I thought it was my dad... Or work..." He explained weakly, but didn't really bother, because she didn't care much for explanations and there wasn't much sense in trying. "I've got him.. Go ahead and get changed or something to drink or whatever..." He promised her and ducked in to press a quick kiss to her cheek before carting the sniffling Ethan off to the couch to school him on the rules of football. (NT) -- Nick, 15:33:23 01/15/06 Sun
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