| User Name: | Turnings Ander |
| Name/Nick: | A Cronin |
| Last Visited On: | Apr. 04th, 2004, 18:56:46, PDT |
| Registered On: | January 01, 2004 |
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| Homepage: | http;//www.turingsander.cjb.net |
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| Biography: | She sighed. Lysander looked up from his keyboarding or more like danse class for his now human-sized fingers. A-chan stared out the window at the drizzy weather outside. "What's the matter, A-chan, weather got your spirits down?"
"Nope."
"Well, then what is it?"
"Nothing at all," she simply said. Lysander worried. When was she ever going to open up to him? The girl sitting by the window dreamt of many things. (Like reviews for one!) ^.^ |
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