<font color=blue> "Well, I try. What did your mom and sister have to say today? Did you dish on me and tell them how awful I am?" He leaned his head against hers and twisted his neck to try and kiss her but it wasn't quite as easy as he'd thought. He got out a couple of forks and headed over to the island with their plates. To be truthful, he had fretted a lot more than written songs, he had a ring in his pocket that he'd picked up today and it was burning a hole in his pocket. He wanted to talk to Isaac, of course, but in situations like this... he wasn't sure how supportive Ice would be.</font> -- Kaeten's Apartment

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Date Posted: 07:34:37 11/07/05 Mon
Author: Char
Subject: "Well, I try. What did your mom and sister have to say today? Did you dish on me and tell them how awful I am?" He leaned his head against hers and twisted his neck to try and kiss her but it wasn't quite as easy as he'd thought. He got out a couple of forks and headed over to the island with their plates. To be truthful, he had fretted a lot more than written songs, he had a ring in his pocket that he'd picked up today and it was burning a hole in his pocket. He wanted to talk to Isaac, of course, but in situations like this... he wasn't sure how supportive Ice would be.
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She grinned and made his struggle easier by standing up on tiptoes and pressing kisses to his neck, affectionate and loving as he dished up. She followed him over tot he island and lifted herself up onto the tall stool, taking her plate and fork. "Yeah... told 'em how you abused me and neglected me and locked me up all day, only let me out to cook and clean and stuff..." She grinned a touch and glanced up to him playfully as she took a mouthful, the noise she made afterwards showing her appreciation for the food. She swallowed and carried on. "My mom wanted to know all the gossip and kept hounding me to see if I was taking good care of you and Stacie wanted to ask if you could copy her some of your CD's... shes gotten all into emo." (NT) -- Alysia, 14:50:12 11/08/05 Tue