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Date Posted: 06:39:43 07/16/09 Thu
Author: Midori Kaline
Subject: The Life I Live
In reply to: Max 's message, "` horseshoes and handgrenades" on 04:22:54 07/16/09 Thu

(OOC: That makes perfect sense :) Let's do that!)

She let out a giggle at his comment. Didn't everyone feel that way at some point? She knew that she did at least, hence why she truly wasn't in a rush to get back to that hotel. She thanked him as he opened the door for her. The wind hit them with an agression and she pulled her black leather coat closer to her. An unsettling silence passed over them as the walked down the street, sheltered by the tall buildings from the wind, but not the silence that now assailed them. She looked over to Max and saw his hands buried in his pockets, watching the pavement. She walked beside him with her hands by her sides, remembering the feeling of her hand inside of his. No one had ever made her feel this way, at least no one had in such a long time. She didn't hear the slow paced footsep behind them and didn't see the three men break off each going a seperate direction. She felt like she had known Max, for, well forever and it felt good. She didn't really know anyone here in Cascade and she needed someone. She turned to look at him again. They still had so much more to learn about each other. "Max, do you have a cell phone?" If yes, then they could just exchange numbers that way.

The three men had split off from each other and began to move in an effort to try and corner the two who had been walking in front of them. The girl had pushed the boss too hard, and you don't mess with him and not suffer. If he wanted her he would get her, and the man with her? He would just have to watch

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` horseshoes and handgrenades -- Max, 08:32:56 07/16/09 Thu