<font color=pink> She didn't want to be worrying about him but it was her natural instinct. She had been in love with this boy since she was barely fifteen years old, they had been everything to each other despite the difference in their social classes. It was just second nature for her to frown, her hand gently going to his shoulder when he talked of being shot. "Took a bullet?" She questioned, her brow furrowed. He had come home more then once a little banged up but that didn't mean she didn't worry any less. "Are you ok, really?" Her pretty little brow was furrowed, her eyes on him with concern lingering in their blue depths. </font color> -- RD Future: Caf� Brio

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Date Posted: Wed, Feb 08 2006, 12:13pm PST
Author: ASH
Subject: She didn't want to be worrying about him but it was her natural instinct. She had been in love with this boy since she was barely fifteen years old, they had been everything to each other despite the difference in their social classes. It was just second nature for her to frown, her hand gently going to his shoulder when he talked of being shot. "Took a bullet?" She questioned, her brow furrowed. He had come home more then once a little banged up but that didn't mean she didn't worry any less. "Are you ok, really?" Her pretty little brow was furrowed, her eyes on him with concern lingering in their blue depths.
In reply to: Marcus Banks 's message, "Gotta fix that calender I have
That's marked July 15th
Because since there's no more you
There's no more anniversary
I'm so fed up with my thoughts of you
And your memory
And how every song reminds me
Of what used to be" on Sun, Feb 05 2006, 1:54am PST

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It was warming to see that she was still concerned for him, just like he was for her- despite everything he'd done. he hated himself for hurting her- and he;d gladly take a hundred bullets as punishment- he deserved it. "Yeah... im fine..." He nodded a little as if to confirm this, his brow furrowing a touch as he looked back to their daughter... He wished he could spend more time with her- especially now... they didn;t know how much longer they would have left. "I wish I could be there all the time... I know I screwed up... and im not asking you to forgive me... but would you consider moving back in Ash? I just... I couldn;t stand not to be there... if something happened...." (NT) -- Marc, Wed, Feb 08 2006, 1:30pm PST