<font color=silver> He let out a soft breath, tipping his head back with a low growl, his brow furrowed a little as he continued walking, a low breath escaping his lips. "Your not supposed to be looking over your shoulder all the time." He nearly groaned out, growling softly as he ran his other hand over his hair, mussing it as usual. "Lets just go get lunch, alright?" He was stressed out and tense, he hadn't meant to be dragging her around and knew where they were going, the way he had sent them had actually taken them right to the restauraunt but the turns were necessary so he could see if he was just being paranoid or if the man really was following them. </font color> -- RD Present: Downtown

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Date Posted: Tue, Jan 24 2006, 12:15am PST
Author: Brett
Subject: He let out a soft breath, tipping his head back with a low growl, his brow furrowed a little as he continued walking, a low breath escaping his lips. "Your not supposed to be looking over your shoulder all the time." He nearly groaned out, growling softly as he ran his other hand over his hair, mussing it as usual. "Lets just go get lunch, alright?" He was stressed out and tense, he hadn't meant to be dragging her around and knew where they were going, the way he had sent them had actually taken them right to the restauraunt but the turns were necessary so he could see if he was just being paranoid or if the man really was following them.
In reply to: Brett Holden 's message, "You stand in the line just to hit a new low
You're faking a smile with the coffee to go" on Wed, Jan 18 2006, 6:08pm PST

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"Fine." She was just confused now, and so frowned at him before pushing on ahead of him and into the restaurant without another word. She smiled to the hostess though, and then followed the woman in to a private booth for two, asked for just water when questioned about what she would like to drink. As soon as the girl was gone, so was her smile, and she just stared long and hard at Brett for a moment before looking away and dropping her chin into her hand, her free fingers spreading slowly over the swell of her stomach. He was miserable company when he was stressed like this, and it just drove her nuts. It was a good thing that she loved him so much. (NT) -- Som, Tue, Jan 24 2006, 12:19am PST