<font color=808080>He sighs a touch, the game still on pause, glancing from the creen to his mother "I hate being grown up." And it was true - he was nowhere near grown up. Probably why he couldn't hold a stable relationship - and probably why he wasn't ready to look after a child. The fact that hardly anyone even knew about the kid showed his maturity levels.. He just didn't know how to tell people, and of the people he had told, most reacted badly.</font> -- The Sanchez Home

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Date Posted: 23:00:21 12/05/04 Sun
Author: Adam
Subject: He sighs a touch, the game still on pause, glancing from the creen to his mother "I hate being grown up." And it was true - he was nowhere near grown up. Probably why he couldn't hold a stable relationship - and probably why he wasn't ready to look after a child. The fact that hardly anyone even knew about the kid showed his maturity levels.. He just didn't know how to tell people, and of the people he had told, most reacted badly.
In reply to: Adam 's message, "He was in his room, playing his PS2, sitting at the bottom of his queen sized bed and leaning against it, his hands busy at work and keeping his mind off of anything else that was troubling him. He sighs, pausing the game for a bit to take a large sip of his soda that was sitting next to him.." on 22:48:22 12/05/04 Sun

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She laughed a little and made her way into the room - it was scary territory to be venturing into. She perched gingerly on the edge of the bed, afraid to touch anything else, and if she knew her boy the way she thought she knew her boy, the bed was just as dangerous as the rest of the place. "Yeah, me too."< (NT) -- Angel, 14:53:38 12/06/04 Mon