Working for a living was hardly a problem for him anymore. His supervisor was now a woman, and he had charmed the pants off of her in mere minutes. Now he got paid for doing the easiest jobs there were, all so he could be available to make her feel like she was everything she thought she was on a whim. Despite being easy, he was finding it boring now. When he was running cons it was satisfying, he made it a game. Wasn't so much fun anymore.He came into the apartment and dropped the mail on the door side table, not even bothering to look through the bills and notices that he knew were peppered throughout the junkmail. --

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Date Posted: 22:05:12 03/27/05 Sun
Author: Hudson
Subject: Working for a living was hardly a problem for him anymore. His supervisor was now a woman, and he had charmed the pants off of her in mere minutes. Now he got paid for doing the easiest jobs there were, all so he could be available to make her feel like she was everything she thought she was on a whim. Despite being easy, he was finding it boring now. When he was running cons it was satisfying, he made it a game. Wasn't so much fun anymore.He came into the apartment and dropped the mail on the door side table, not even bothering to look through the bills and notices that he knew were peppered throughout the junkmail.
In reply to: Julietta 's message, "I want a perfect body" on 21:41:37 03/20/05 Sun

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She glanced over at him with a slight smile, she'd been warming up a touch more as each day went by. "Hey Hudson, how was work?" She questioned, warming him up a bit before she planned on sending him out for Thai food. She had a harsh wicked craving for Thai. He hadn't made a payment to her in awhile but she wasn't really thinking about it, she was focusing more on the baby these days. (NT) -- Juls, 22:18:37 03/27/05 Sun

he smiled lightly, no emotion behind it, it was just an automatic response for him, whether he felt like smiling or not. When he really felt like smiling, you could see it in his eyes, his face, everything was consumed by the smile. The fake smiles were nothing like the genuine ones, though unless you really truly looked, it was hard to really tell the difference. He ran a hand over his hair, sighing "Oh long, boring, tedious, need I go on?" (NT) -- Hudson, 21:52:29 04/04/05 Mon