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Post by Chrissy 'Kissy' on Mar 30, 2007 21:04:49 GMT -1
Chrissy reached down grabbing the pack from the floor. She grabbed one out and her lighter from her pocket. She rolled down the window slightly lighting it up. She took a deep inhale, it had been at least five years since she had a smoke
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Post by Preacher on Apr 1, 2007 10:23:19 GMT -1
Preacher glanced over at her with a frown, she didn't look used to the smoke in her lungs, "You OK?" he asked with concern as his brow furrowed before his gaze shifted back onto the road, "Hope I didn't make an addict out of you."
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Post by Chrissy 'Kissy' on Apr 1, 2007 16:43:26 GMT -1
She looked over at him "Yeah I'm fine I just haven't had a smoke in a few years" she said letting the smoke out of her lungs
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Post by Preacher on Apr 10, 2007 0:28:40 GMT -1
"And I'm helping you get addicted again why exactly?" he asked, managing to resist the temptation barely to swipe the cigarette from her lips, instead keeping his attention forward on the road.
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Post by Chrissy 'Kissy' on Apr 17, 2007 22:20:23 GMT -1
She changed the subject "So where are you going?" she asked looking over at him taking another inhale of smoke
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Post by Preacher on Apr 18, 2007 17:49:24 GMT -1
Remembering the news reports and strange deaths in the news, Preacher looked over at her, shifting his hand against the window as he drove one handed, "San Fran." he replied. "Is that OK for you?" he asked, wondering how exactly he was expected to just drop her off alone in the big city with no plans.
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Post by Chrissy 'Kissy' on May 11, 2007 0:47:42 GMT -1
"Yeah I have some family out there" she lied it was very rare that people would leave a girl in a big city. She looked over hoping he bought it
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Post by Preacher on May 11, 2007 23:26:49 GMT -1
Preacher rose his eyebrows and sucked his teeth, glancing over at her briefly, "Small world." he mumbled, half believing her, half not caring. Eyes returned to the road as he looked down at the road shining ahead of him from his headlights.
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Post by Chrissy 'Kissy' on May 24, 2007 2:26:43 GMT -1
Chrissy took the last puff of the cigerette and threw it out the window on the road. She sighed and looked out the window, she would give anything just to talk to Sam and let him know she was okay.
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