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Date Posted: 12:23:21 03/04/07 Sun
Author: Luke
Subject: A holiday from real
In reply to: Savatore/Rachelle 's message, " This is that day cause I can feel it
You know the type of day you ain't lettin' bad vibes invade your spirit
As the birds chirp your favorite tune " on 09:56:10 03/04/07 Sun

"I am not pasty at all." He retorted with a slightly offended tone to his voice - he was nicely tanned, he thought, and he was a little bit hurt that she would think otherwise. The feeling didn't last long though and he was smiling again, his hand running slowly up her back and resting at the base of her neck beneath her hair as they strolled. "I am kinda glad I agreed to come with you today. I'll be even more glad when you're giving me that massage later..." He informed her of the obvious with an impish grin and leaned down to kiss her cheek sweetly, lingering there for a long moment. "Really though, it hasn't been that bad so far. I am ready for some time away from Sav though - he is whining a lot, and he keeps picking on me." He whined a little bit himself then, despite the fact that it was kind of him who had started the whole battle earlier. He was quick to let those sorts of facts slip from his mind though. As they reached the food, he grabbed plates for them both - glancing over his shoulder to make sure his friend was making friends and not off pouting somewhere.

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Hands down -- Chelle, 12:28:49 03/04/07 Sun