Post by Acacia Madeline Caldwell on Aug 16, 2012 6:49:58 GMT -5
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[atrb=style, background-image: url('http://i417.photobucket.com/albums/pp256/doggydude24/misc/grey-parchment.jpg'); border-right: 1px dotted #1C1C1C; border-top: 3px solid #1C1C1C; border-left: 1px dotted #1C1C1C; border-bottom: 3px solid #1C1C1C; border-bottom-left-radius: 50px; border-bottom-right-radius: 50px;] [STYLE=float: right; border: 4px solid #1C1C1C; width: 90px; height: 90px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: -60px;]  [/style] [STYLE=float: right; border: 4px solid #1C1C1C; width: 90px; height: 90px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: -60px;] [/style][STYLE= margin-top: -57px; margin-right: 200px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 23px; color: #FFFFFF; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #151515; letter-spacing: -2px; text-align: left;]I AM NOT IMMUNE,[/style][STYLE=float: left; text-align: justify; margin-top: -64px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 214px; font-size: 9px; font-family: arial; color: #1C1C1C; opacity: 0.7; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: -1px;]I ONLY WANNA BE LOVED, BUT I FEEL SAFE BEHIND THE FIREWALL. CAN I LOSE MY NEED TO IMPRESS? IF YOU WANT THE TRUTH, I NEED TO CONFESS: I AM NOT ALRIGHT, I'M BROKEN INSIDE, BROKEN INSIDE. AND ALL I'VE GONE THROUGH, IT LEADS ME TO YOU.[/style] [STYLE=width: 330px; font-size: 10px; font-family: arial; background-color: #F7F7F7; color: #1C1C1C; padding: 18px; text-align: justify; border-top: 3px solid #1C1C1C; margin-top: 42px; border-bottom-left-radius: 30px; border-bottom-right-radius: 30px;]With a quick click, Kaci pushed on the key as it stuck into the door, a high pitch squeak causing her to screw up her face as she headed inside. "I'm telling you.... Kheelan wont be home for ages or he wouldn't have sent me away for the day and he was flat out BANNED from deleting the Notebook off the DVR so we totally get the chance to have a girly afternoon while he's gone!" She shot a smile at the girl behind her, all toothy and dopey, throwing her bag down to the ground and sliding a hand over her swollen stomach. Acacia Caldwell had been well and truly spoiled today, much like her best friend had. You couldn't complain about your boyfriend trying to get rid of you when he sent you to be preened and pampered. She'd never been a spa person, it wasn't what she was used to, but she definitely could get used to it! "KHEELAN?" Moving towards the kitchen, Kaci called out to her man just to make sure he was still gone and left her best girl to enter herself. "Do you want a drink or anything?" She threw open the fridge, grabbing a slice of cold left over pizza, biting the end off it and grabbing a bottle of water, leaning against the counter. She rolled her neck, amazed at how loose and relaxed she felt. As much as she'd loved being treated like royalty all day, it was nice to be home, nice to know that she could just kick off her shoes and fall across the couch. Preferably with a major dose of Ryan Gosling. [/style] |
