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Date Posted: Sat, Sep 08 2007, 7:09pm PDT
Author: Aiden
Subject: I'd be untrue
In reply to: Aiden 's message, "
You wanna know if I know why
I can't say that I do
Don't understand the evil eye
Or how one becomes two
"
on Sun, Sep 02 2007, 8:08pm PDT

He was just as reluctant to let her go as she was to leave his embrace, so he really didn't move or say anything until she drew back, and then he couldn't help but smile quietly down at her as he pushed back her hair affectionately. "Anytime..." He obviously meant that too and wasn't just saying it - he really would provide her with company, a sweater, a drink, a smoke, anything she wanted whenever she wanted it. His brows furrowed gently in concern as he gazed down at her, his head tipped back just a bit. "You okay to drive home? You look pretty sleepy... I can drop you if you want, drive you in the morning..." It was a bit of a drive from the school to her place, but his building was pretty close to hers. He hated the idea of her driving home alone when she was tired so despite how desperate the offer might sound, he still made it to her. Shrugging his sweater back on, that now blissfully smelled of her, he touched a hand gently to her back as he guided the way back inside the building and down the dimly lit hallway, past all the dark offices, to his own office so he could gather up his stuff and she could grab her bag that she had left there. At the very least, he would walk her to her car...

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