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Subject: ..Take Me Home.. Author: Conner [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 08:30:48 07/07/02 Sun In reply to: Raven 's message, "†Never More†" on 18:05:30 07/06/02 Sat He smiles lightly at her. "Well, name's Conner as you know. Conner O'Sullivan. Definetly 'punk', trust me. I'm 19, friends call me Conner." He laughs at that and continues. Eyes glittering as he takes a small sip of the alcohol. "Some call me Con or Converse 'cause of that. But it can be awful annoying. Although I admit not many people know of Converse so they get a bit confused." He stops with the descritions; he never liked to tell too much. Although the 'boy next door' image was all wrong. How could she think that? I mean, all you have to do is look at me! Ok well, maybe she doesn't know any punks. He shrugs. Maybe he could give her a little credit but he thought his attire would have given it away. The beige Vans that enclosed his feet were just visible beneath baggy, navy blue cargo pants. His torso was covered with a black Hurley shirt. A silver chain hung from the loop of his pants to his wallet. Red plugs filled his ears and a small silver hoop sparked with light at his lip. "Some think I'm the 'boy next door' because of my accent and the fact that I'm nice. Nobody ever expects punks to be nice or anything.." He decides that he's talked enough for the moment and studies the female in front of him... [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date †Never More† Raven 09:28:06 07/07/02 Sun ..Take Me Home.. -- Conner, 15:59:57 07/07/02 Sun †Never More† -- Raven, 21:48:00 07/07/02 Sun ..Take Me Home.. -- Conner, 07:23:00 07/08/02 Mon †Never More† -- Raven, 11:58:06 07/08/02 Mon ..Take Me Home.. -- Conner, 12:31:04 07/08/02 Mon †Never More† -- Raven, 13:02:40 07/08/02 Mon