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Date Posted: Tue, Sep 12 2006, 6:14am PDT
Author: Ais
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In reply to: Andre 's message, "He sat in one of the comfortable armchairs indoors, out of the cool september chill, in a hoodie and black lounge pants- his blonde hair brushed back from his tanned beautiful face. He was leant forward , elbows on his knees, reading a hand written letter with a frown creased right across his face, his lips pursed slightly as he read and reread what was written. A cup of coffee cooled infront of him, untouched and forgotten now." on Tue, Sep 12 2006, 6:06am PDT

She was out for a morning run, a pair of old style tearaway pants and a tank with a light hoodie overtop covering her frame. She had been a little more inspired about her training as of late, so she was looking good - not that she had ever really been out of shape, but she was toned up and she basically glowed. It was a pity it was starting to get cold again and she'd have to cover up that body with a wetsuit. She slowed to a walk a few feet away from the cafe, "cooling" out a bit as she approached, prepared to partake of her regular guilty pleasure - no matter how much training and watching her diet she was doing, she could never refuse a good coffee.. or a latte.. or some biscotti.. As she ordered, she spotted the comfortably familiar face, and broke away from the counter with her treats as soon as she was handed back her change. "Hey you.. " She settled herself in the chair opposite him, taking note of the letter as she took her first sip of the frothy drink. "What'cha got there?"

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He lifted his bright blue eyes upto the girl before him, the girl he realised he felt more strongly attracted to than any other girl he's known. He took her in slowly before folding up the letter that he had read and reread a million times now, stuffing it into his hoodie pouch. "Nothing... just... something from home." He said, quietly- even for him. He cleared his throat and glanced down at the coffee a moment before lifting his gaze back to her "I might have to go home sooner than I hoped." (NT) -- Andre, Tue, Sep 12 2006, 6:27am PDT