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My sister's moving around a little better, she still looks like hell, though. I'm not sure if she's taking the pain pills they sent her home with anymore, but whatever she's on it must be some good shit. The other night after Vince and I came back from the Bronze I was gonna go downstairs for a glass of water, when I overheard her talking to him. She was actually thanking him for calling me! Considering the vibe I was getting off her when I first got here, I figured she would've been bitching him out. Hopefully she's still in a drug induced haze when I tell her I quit my job. Which I'm gonna have to do shortly.
There's definitely gonna be fireworks from her when I tell her I've been thinking about staying here for a while, instead of going back to New York to look for another job. I don't know, I hope we can work it out, 'cause I'd really like to be closer to her.
Then there's Vince. Ok, the man is hot with a capital H, no denying that. He's so not the kind of guy that you pick up and have a fling with for a few weeks. I really had a good time with him the other night, and it was kinda cool to just talk and have someone that cared about what I had to say. I don't know if anything will ever happen between us, but for once I actually care that a guy looks past my chest.
There's definitely gonna be fireworks from her when I tell her I've been thinking about staying here for a while, instead of going back to New York to look for another job. I don't know, I hope we can work it out, 'cause I'd really like to be closer to her.
Then there's Vince. Ok, the man is hot with a capital H, no denying that. He's so not the kind of guy that you pick up and have a fling with for a few weeks. I really had a good time with him the other night, and it was kinda cool to just talk and have someone that cared about what I had to say. I don't know if anything will ever happen between us, but for once I actually care that a guy looks past my chest.