<font color=steelblue>(He smiled at her, pointing to the long scar that ran from his left ear down his neck to his chest.. it had been where the windshield had sliced through his neck and almost ended his life.) This car is the exact car that I borrowed from you a year ago when we fought.. and the same car that tried to kill me. (He said, although it was said with a smirk. He leaned over on the door of the car as he shut it and watched her.) I've been rebuilding her.</font> -- .: Chris & Dani's Apartment :.

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Date Posted: 20:48:09 10/25/05 Tue
Author: Chris
Subject: (He smiled at her, pointing to the long scar that ran from his left ear down his neck to his chest.. it had been where the windshield had sliced through his neck and almost ended his life.) This car is the exact car that I borrowed from you a year ago when we fought.. and the same car that tried to kill me. (He said, although it was said with a smirk. He leaned over on the door of the car as he shut it and watched her.) I've been rebuilding her.
In reply to: Danielle 's message, "
My brain's repeating
"If you've got an impulse, let it out"
But they never make it past my mouth
" on 19:57:44 10/25/05 Tue

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"Is it... Mine?" She questioned with great hesitation, a brow raising as she reached out to wrap her fingers of one hand around his shoulder, the other softly caressing the steering wheel with her head tipped back a fraction. "You have not been working on this for a whole year without telling me." She stated with pursed lips - she would hardly be mad, but definitely impressed that he could keep such a big secret for so long. "It's so pretty, Chris..." (NT) -- Dani, 20:57:20 10/25/05 Tue