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Subject: good luck


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Addison
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Date Posted: 21:33:14 09/06/09 Sun
In reply to: Drake Jamison 's message, "Oh I will my darling" on 21:17:03 09/06/09 Sun












Addison pointed to the elevator. Cute but stupid, apparently. Make him run home through a tornado? Pffft. If they were taking she would have smacked him. As it was, she just rolled her eyes and tugged him along like a disobedient dog. Silly boy. Stay in the lobby? With the doberman doorman? Yeah, not happening.

The elevator was waiting, as it always was. She boarded it, tugging Drake inside. It carried them, silently, to the foruteenth floor, where it dinged and opened to allow them out. The space before them was small, the size of a large bathroom, perhaps. The floor was marble parquet and the walls were the same- the stone broken by two sets of heavy mahogany doors, one to the left and one to the right. Addison shoved him towards the left side, producing a key from the pocket of her jeans.

Home sweet home! She pushed the doors open, laughing nervously. The room was filled with the sound of rain pounding on the oversized panel of glass that took up a wall of her living room, sending moonlight through the room into the kitchen, the dining room and her little alcove of a study. The fire still flickered in the grate, her television mounted above blaring the latest headlines. Ooh. Housekeeping had been through. Good.

Erm, it's not much, but- She laughed, slipping off his coat and hugging it to her chest. Can I get you anything?



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Oh it won't be that hardDrake Jamison21:43:06 09/06/09 Sun

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