He laughs, attention still on the child, doting on his every move. "I'm going to quit one of my jobs Krys.." -- Apartment

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Date Posted: 16:21:24 04/15/02 Mon
Author: Robbie
Subject: He laughs, attention still on the child, doting on his every move. "I'm going to quit one of my jobs Krys.."
In reply to: Krystal 's message, "-" on 16:02:01 04/15/02 Mon

> She made her way in with little
>Nate in tow, tucked under her arm in his carrier. She
>sighed wearily, pushing blonde locks out of her eyes
>and pulling her own lithe form inside the door with a
>great deal of difficulty. The only reason she'd
>regained her figure was the lack of will to eat. She
>set the carrier down and wandered through the
>apartment silently, peering about to see where he
>was.

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She nodded a little.. watching Rob with sharp eyes.. "Alright.." She still wasn't sure what this meant.. whether he planned on removing two people from his budget or just wanted to be home more.. she didn't even want to know. -- Krys, 16:23:29 04/15/02 Mon