Game The Resetta Stone

psychodollz @ 2005-12-16T14: 06:00

16.12.
Freya looked at her anxiously.
"Where were you yesterday?" You know that Freya does not mean it, she said it ... It is just very dynamic! You do not know what we have done for us worried about you! "
Finn chopped around on their rubber, as if he were to blame for the questioning.
"When Aki ... I mean, he has found me more or less - I think." Quietly, she added. "You makes you much about me you have to mother me, I can take care of me, right?"
"I know Finn, I know. But it is easy too much has happened that we all can not forget. - You're actually with him, "Nevin asked curiously
She blushed and looked at the floor
.." Yes. But we are friends. Especially as I currently do not think about a relationship. Is simply not an issue, you know? "
Nevin nodded, although she absolutely nothing of understood what Finn wanted pennant her. She sighed and began to math to write. They had not even the empathy of Freya, which is that of a tea strainer possible.

you could be frustrated fall on the park bench, clutching the book set. If they had any relationship they had to at least give a good amount of heartache. She was not her sister, she could live on air and love, and to be suitable. Just the love was not currently looking. Since lard was exactly right, but not just pulp fiction. If you already bought something, then you had to properly throw money out the window, otherwise it was not worth yes. The Internet also provided some opportunities, but that was without Wi-Fi is not available everywhere. A manga a day keeps the doctor away, philosophy of Freya Langer. She herself could not even leave their own theme in the lurch so she sat all alone on a cold park bench. The street lamp next to her gave light, the sky was clear because of the cold, at night you would see the stars. But for all she had no eyes, only reading was important right now. She took a sip from a thermos flask, which she had created just before. Here it was quiet, no one would disturb them. They delved into the book.
a petite figure approached almost silent, stood before her.
"What you read there?"
Freya woke up and almost threw her reading in the snow.
"Does nothing to you," she growled and played so their nervousness.
She underwent the person a more detailed survey. The girl was about 1.56 m tall, her dyed black hair stuck out in all directions. Her large gray eyes sparkled in amusement, looked really very nice.
"And, you've stared at me long enough?" She fished out the book from Freya's hand. "Mm ... Manga. I do not read the dignity of kitsch. Just as you look like you're not standing on pink-hearts-kitsch, right?" Asked the girl boldly.
The redhead grinned.
". No - I usually can not have my book back?"
"Only if I have to get your mobile number!"
Freya grumbled a little less nice dictated, but then the number column. A little later, she held her hand again in the manga, the girl was running away.