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Date Posted: 14:03:26 07/14/09 Tue
Author: Midori
Subject: Life I Live
In reply to: Max 's message, "` horseshoes and handgrenades" on 09:26:38 07/14/09 Tue

(OOC: I have never heard of them. Might have to go look them up o-0)

At his explaination, Midori stifled a laugh. "Oh, well I feel alot better now. And hey, I agree with you on that one, Max. Have you noticed how my cup is empty?" She said with a lovely smile. She glanced over at the clock that was sitting on the wall just above the table with the three men. It was getting late, but to be honest she didn't want to go back to that hotel. It was so run down and the other people living there were mostly single men who probably dealt drugs and visited prostitutes, and the glares she had been getting from them had definatly given her the creeps. It wasn't a very good room anyways. She gave a small sigh, she def needed to move out, and soon. Maybe she would just take a walk tonight, and evade going back to that place. She thought of asking Max to come and stay on the couch that was in her room, but she didn't want him to think she was a slut or a prostitute or looking for "sexy time". As Max spoke again with an apologetic look she smiled at him. "Don't worry about it, you're probably just tired and sore. I noticed you wince earlier. I probably haven't been helping by talking your ear off. What do you say we get out of this place?"

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Replies:

` horseshoes and handgrenades -- Max, 15:17:31 07/14/09 Tue
- The Life I Live -- Midori, 19:03:31 07/14/09 Tue
  - ` horseshoes and handgrenades -- Max, 12:03:12 07/15/09 Wed
    - The Life I Live -- Midori, 12:20:07 07/15/09 Wed
      - ` horseshoes and handgrenades -- Max, 04:22:54 07/16/09 Thu
        The Life I Live -- Midori Kaline, 06:39:43 07/16/09 Thu
        ` horseshoes and handgrenades -- Max, 08:32:56 07/16/09 Thu