.:. No, it's just Zeth. Thanks for asking.:. -- Apartment

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Subject: .:. No, it's just Zeth. Thanks for asking.:.

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Date Posted: 04:16:27 07/27/09 Mon
In reply to: tarot 's message, "don't make fun of me. I don't keep clothes in my pockets, you know." on 10:41:26 07/26/09 Sun

.:. His wrists collided with the floor as he caught himself just before he got serious carpet burn on his tongue. He growled at the sheets, rolling over and combating them fruitlessly. He was still feeling the effects of the drink and was unaware how loud his sheeting yelling was becoming. "God damn Egyptian freakin cotton sheets. ..." "freakin' death trap..." "stupid thread count..." .:.

.:. When he emerged from the bedroom, he was clad only in boxers. His toned stomach hadn't changed much over the years and still had that young sculpted look to it. Tan arms looked ideal against white molding. He moaned groggily as his eyes landed on Lucian. Then to Tarot. Then to Lucian...then immediately back to Tarot once he realized her attire. haha. that was priceless. He disappeared out of the door way only to reappear a minute later with one of Alicia's bathrobes. No, it wasn't the sexy type with feathers and lace and seethroughness. It was terry cloth, large, plump, white, and unappealing in the sex department. He tossed it to Tarot. .:.

.:. His keen senses caught the updraft of beer from the sink. He made a funny face and brushed his hair with his hands. Why was it that he had a son that he only got to experience the bad side of? Where were the first steps and the zoo trips? Instead Zeth got rebellion and underage drinking. He hated being a father.:.

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Subject	Author	Date
banana cereal	Lucian	05:40:01 07/27/09 Mon
I'm hungry. -- tarot , 15:39:59 07/27/09 Mon .:.me too :(.:. -- Zeth, 04:22:40 07/28/09 Tue $ Have An Apple $ -- Alicia Baslazari, 13:02:51 07/28/09 Tue Zeth is an apple. -- Lucian, 13:53:06 07/28/09 Tue don't tempt me -- tarot , 19:41:21 07/28/09 Tue .:. Zeth isn't an apple. .:. -- Zeth, 18:34:50 07/29/09 Wed $ No he is a pickle $ -- Alicia Baslazari, 19:40:28 07/29/09 Wed tickle the pickle -- Lucian, 22:44:28 07/29/09 Wed and to think you're all half my age. kids these days. -- tarot , 00:35:59 07/30/09 Thu .:. Do you remember Tommy Pickle?.:. -- Zeth, 05:51:03 07/31/09 Fri $ Eww. No. Should I? $ -- Alicia, 20:51:24 08/04/09 Tue