Date Posted:01:37:24 06/14/06 Wed Author: Reese Subject: (She liked his eyes, he had friendly and caring eyes.. and she wanted to trust him because of those eyes.. he looked like he wouldn't hurt her. Sighing, she followed him over to the chairs and sat down where Braden had been, picking up the controller and huddling under her jacket so that only the cord was visible as she gathered her knees up and looked over at him. She watched him run a large hand through his hair and wondered what it was that these guys did that made Braden able to tell that cop off like that.. and why all the men in the building seemed to be on steroids. Pursing her lips, she turned her gaze back to the television and picked up the game that Braden had left, a game that she knew very well and was good at.) A monkey could beat this level. (She said under her breath, but the words were a little wary.. as though the spitfire was just testing to see if she could get away with teasing him.. would he laugh or get angry?) In reply to:
Braden
's message, "inside" on 00:43:18 06/14/06 Wed
