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Post by Lovely on Feb 11, 2011 18:07:46 GMT -5
July 28, 2009 11pm
Jaime was in bed, for her eleven was early even though she wasn't sleeping yet. She was sitting up, pretending to read a magazine and not really being convincing that she was remotely interested in the pages she flipped through in hurried and almost angry way. Her blonde hair was pulled up in a messy ponytail on top of her head, she wore a pair of Pat's boxer shorts and his t-shirt since she didn't ever wear pajamas to bed. Her mostly bare leg was curled up, her foot flat against the bed and the magazine resting against her thigh, her other leg stretched out and her foot shaking in an aggitated manner. Her teeth played with her lower lip as she waited for her husband to notice and ask her what was wrong. They'd been together long enough that she didn't usually pretend or play the games of making him fish for answers from her but on this matter, she needed him to ask - she couldn't just say it. Jaime had been thinking about something that had been brought up about her sisters and she had decided how she felt about it.
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