She ran, and could feel his eyes on her. She was close to where it was he was resting. The anger was reverbarating off the walls. Despite the jovial gathering one story below them. At last, she found him. Pure anger radiated from his eyes. When she called his name, he stood, tall and ominous. She had almost forgotten, this devil had wings.~~~
Yeah. Been a while since the last update. I've been going through a lot of rough times lately. But this did give me something to distract myself with.
Poor Christine. Both her men are pissed at her. She just can't win! I should do something about that.

Those sparklies make me happy! ^-^ Zomg!! Fifty! We've reache fifty, people!!! Thank you all so much for your support! Two year anniversary is coming up!

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And yeah, Christine, I think you done f'ed up right about now. Plus, scr*w Raoul! Erik is totally sexy!
Lol! Who wouldn't chose Erik?
Christine is at the point where she just cannot please anyone. Probably does not help that both of the guys are rather hard headed, or can be at times.