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Date Posted: 14:24:53 11/04/03 Tue
Author: Terry Steel and Sam Beck
Subject: ~dumb blonde?~ & ::lovely::
In reply to: Angelina Uris 's message, "*An Angel In Waiting*" on 19:25:49 11/03/03 Mon

She grimaces in pain as pressure is applied.. "Please.." She says weakly, wanting her to stop. After a few seconds she was finally out of pain, and she closed her eyes, happy to be in this drowsy, painles sstate. Her pale face was devoid of emotion. Of course her head still gushed blood, her shoulder's bruise slowly darkened purple, and her knee was left in a state of shatter. But she felt.. fine. She opens her soft cherry mouth as if to reply to the nurse, but suddenly her young lids flutter shut, and she is taken into a deep deep sleep...

Watching through the door's little window, the nurse in training (hehe by the way Angelina, Terry is now a trainee who is four years younger... sorry! shes now 18) walks in silently. She stands at Angelina's side, quickly writing on the files. She whispers quietly, writing down the stpe s performed.. She was now awaiting to help with the surgery. This was all quite sad, after all this girl was younger then her. She looks at the files.. Yep, just turned eighteen.. today? She looks up, and sniffs the air.. "Eighteenth birthday and I already smell alcohol.." She shakes her head quietly and continues to write, stress lines on her creme ivory forhead as she concentrates.

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