 Strickles®
Patrick looked up from his slumped position in the armchair to see Whende curled up in another chair across the room. He got up, kicked his bag for the fun of it and then crossed the room. "Hey, When, what's up?" he asked fingering the chain around his neck. It was made of random pocket junk.
Last edited by Symbi0sis; 10-25-2007 at 01:39 AM.
Reason: Changed my mind
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