<font color=lightblue>She raised a brow cooly as she pushed a bit of biscotti into her mouth, rolling it around in there. "Ahh.." She swallowed, and took another sip, his demeanor was strange and she wasn't used to it - stranger than it usually was, anyways. "What's going on?" She didn't intend to pry but she enjoyed their friendship very much, despite never being able to move it as far as she wanted just yet.</font color> -- RD Future: Caf� Brio

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Date Posted: Tue, Sep 12 2006, 6:32am PDT
Author: Ais
Subject: She raised a brow cooly as she pushed a bit of biscotti into her mouth, rolling it around in there. "Ahh.." She swallowed, and took another sip, his demeanor was strange and she wasn't used to it - stranger than it usually was, anyways. "What's going on?" She didn't intend to pry but she enjoyed their friendship very much, despite never being able to move it as far as she wanted just yet.
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

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He slouched back int he seat and ran a hand over his hair, frowning still. Their relationion had never really felt like that of friendship- more like it was hovering on the edges of an intimacy that neither dared cross, their attraction to each other was obvious, and he had hoped things would progress... but now it wasn;t fair to her to lead her along- not with this news. "Its just... personal stuff... I can't really say anything for sure just yet..." (NT) -- Andre, Tue, Sep 12 2006, 7:27am PDT