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Date Posted: Wed, Nov 30 2005, 9:41pm PST
Author: ANdi
Subject: (She was in the middle of a lengthy dissertation when the phone rang, and oddly enough sighed with relief at the idea of some distraction. SInce Deryk had gone on tour her little suaree into social circles had imploded and she had found herself spending all her time in her law books again. She hadn't complained at first, but she found herself missing the club.. and sadly enough- the zoo. With a muttered oath she sloshed through the papers on her floor and found the phone at last, her voice out of breath but happy when she answered.) 'ello? (She said, rising back to her feet and raising her hand to fix her mused hair, inwardly rolling her eyes at the state of her 'office' - which was really just a corner of the living room.)
In reply to: Deryk 's message, "
Yes, I've become a rock 'n roll cliche
"
on Wed, Nov 30 2005, 9:36pm PST


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  • "Hey there darlin'." He stated softly, looking down at the phone as he slouched comfortably. "What are you up to?" There had to be something wrong with him, some kind of ADD or something in his head that made him go so off the wall sometimes. He just couldn't focus on anything for any amount of time whatsoever and it was dealing with a five year old half the time. The plus part was, though, that on many occasions, he had the same sweet, eager to please disposition of a little boy. (NT) -- Deryk, Wed, Nov 30 2005, 9:47pm PST

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