"Right, people screw up." She shook her head, utter hurt and pain written on her features as she turned to shrug on her leather jacket, fighting the tears that were burning behind bright blue orbs. A hand ran beneath her eyes as she turned to head into the kitchen, calling a cab to pick her up there. She was planning on getting trashed so she didn't want to take her bike. To him, it was just dinner, to her, it had actually meant something. Rarely did she get to dress up and be girly, even at the strip she played the part of this hard ass seductress which was really so far from who she really was. He didn't understand though and worse he didn't want to understand. She cleared her throat heavily, letting out a low breath before she went to the window to wait. -- :-: McKenzi & Keisha's Apartment :-:

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Date Posted: 21:50:07 10/21/04 Thu
Author: Keisha
Subject: "Right, people screw up." She shook her head, utter hurt and pain written on her features as she turned to shrug on her leather jacket, fighting the tears that were burning behind bright blue orbs. A hand ran beneath her eyes as she turned to head into the kitchen, calling a cab to pick her up there. She was planning on getting trashed so she didn't want to take her bike. To him, it was just dinner, to her, it had actually meant something. Rarely did she get to dress up and be girly, even at the strip she played the part of this hard ass seductress which was really so far from who she really was. He didn't understand though and worse he didn't want to understand. She cleared her throat heavily, letting out a low breath before she went to the window to wait.
In reply to: Keisha 's message, " Let it burn " on 21:44:50 10/20/04 Wed

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He gave up. They clearly weren't getting anywheer with this and if she was going to insist on going out, he'd be fucked if he was going to hang around and wait for her to come home. "Give me a call when you're feeling reasonable alright? I'm out of here." Unluckily for Josiah, Wes would be in a terrible mood all night, and he'd have to suffer it. He tossed the door open and slammed it behind him, heading for his car through the heavy rain. (NT) -- Wes, 21:56:48 10/21/04 Thu