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Post by evey Knightley on Aug 8, 2008 18:11:57 GMT -5
Evey nodded her head at him. She also knew what it felt like to be so angry sometimes. Well, she was going to help him in anyway she could. Evey stood up again, and shook off the dirt from her jeans. She hated to be sitting down unless she had a drink in her hand while listening to her music.
"Well, Michael.....What exactly do you want me to help you with? You tell me what it is I can do for you....." she said looking down at him, her green eyes glowing in the dark.
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