He'd never admit to it if he had and his smile is ambiguous as he lets the cigarette go. 'Boredom is something I never let myself feel Random. I'm sure you know that. I just keep finding myself things to do.'
He leans in slightly, black eyes sparkling. 'You're getting deep on me again. Or maybe it's poetic, I can't decide.'
[OOC: Ack I'm sorry, have to run out to dinner in ten minutes. Will be about 90 mins I expect. :(]
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Date: 2005-07-30 05:51 pm (UTC)He leans in slightly, black eyes sparkling. 'You're getting deep on me again. Or maybe it's poetic, I can't decide.'
[OOC: Ack I'm sorry, have to run out to dinner in ten minutes. Will be about 90 mins I expect. :(]