<font color=666666> <i>I can't sleep.. I need company.</i> He thumbed in adeptly - he was here, now that she was awake, he was going in, it didn't matter what she or her dog had to say about it - it was getting cold and he was sitting round in his flannel pyjama pants and a white beater - he wanted to snuggle under some blankets.</font> -- .: Dameon & Selena's Apartment :.

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Date Posted: 07:29:56 10/19/04 Tue
Author: Dall
Subject: I can't sleep.. I need company. He thumbed in adeptly - he was here, now that she was awake, he was going in, it didn't matter what she or her dog had to say about it - it was getting cold and he was sitting round in his flannel pyjama pants and a white beater - he wanted to snuggle under some blankets.
In reply to: Dallas 's message, "For bright smiles and dark eyes, bright smile, dark eyes. Everywhere I went, I was always looking for you - bright smile, dark eyes. Just press your heartbeat up against my heartbeat and see how well we rhyme.." on 07:16:08 10/19/04 Tue

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Rubbing her eyes, she sat up - her brow furrowed lightly as she gazed at the phone and then punched in Where are you? She shifted up, clad in just black boy cut panties and a black cami - comfortably warm beneath her mounds of blankets and between the thick flannel sheets she had on the bed. She was slowly starting to wake up, always happy to hear from him. (NT) -- Selena, 07:34:37 10/19/04 Tue