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Date Posted: Tue, Jan 17 2006, 9:23pm PST
Author: Aiden
Subject: "Couches are too relaxing. This is serious stuff." He stated with a small grin, but in all truth, though it hadn't been so much of a big decision - it just seemed like the logical choice to sit at one of these tables. She would survive. "These don't actually have to be done tomorrow..." He admitted part way through his second paper, pausing his readying to look up and shrug almost sheepishly - he wasn't sure if she knew that or not, but figured he should probably just check. Either way, he was thankful for her help - it would make his next day or two a little easier if she helped him get through some of these. He wasn't above conning her into helping him out, and she was always so willing.
In reply to: Aiden 's message, "

But if I move my place in line I'll lose
And I have waited, the anticipation's got me glued
I am waiting for something to go wrong
I am waiting for familiar resolve
"
on Tue, Jan 17 2006, 3:19am PST


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  • She ran her tongue slowly across her lips at that, bringing her eyes up to him as she cocked her head to the side, setting down the pen calmly. Her eyes evened on his after she looked up at the clock above his head. "You mean, we're sitting up at quarter to one in the morning in a slightly chilly, little to bright at the moment, uncomfortable chair having cafe to grade papers that don't have to be done by tomorrow morning?" She questioned seriously, her tone a little incredulous. She didn't aggravated by him very often but it did happen occasionally. (NT) -- Keila, Tue, Jan 17 2006, 9:58pm PST

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