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..." -- RD Future: Caf� Brio

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Date Posted: Tue, Sep 12 2006, 7:27am PDT
Author: Andre
Subject: 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..."
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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She pressed her lips together hesitantly, she was always insanely curious and nosy but she didn't want to pry - where she had seen him as locked up before and she was eager to crack him, she had found so much in the little bit of personality that he did show that she liked that she didn't want to risk pissing him off that much. "I see.." She let a bit of a sigh and drew her knees up to her chin in the chair, always one to sit in awkward positions like that. "So when do you think you are leaving?" (NT) -- Ais, Tue, Sep 12 2006, 7:55am PDT