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Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2017 7:03 pm
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His eyes never left the road, but Elliot's expression changed visibly into a grimace, almost like he'd been slapped. The look faded quickly, but this wasn't like Oliver. Well, okay, so it wasn't a completely alien reaction, but they'd both grown up and grown so far past this sort of thing. They'd both opened up. It was rare they hit a wall like this.
"That's alright," was what he chose to respond with, both hands still on the steering wheel, gripped tight. "We can talk about it later." There was a worry worming its way around in his gut. Something had happened, this wasn't right.
"I'll make you some tea when we get home. Or... the bed is still unmade, you could always take a nap."
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Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2017 7:33 pm
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The question caught him off guard, but what hadn't this morning? Waking up to an empty bed, to Oliver camped outside their old condo a hefty walk away, to the coldness, the ache of confusion. What hadn't thrown him for a loop already?
"I don't think I'm acting any different than usual," he said, except it sounded almost like a question. If Ollie could be incredulous, so could Eli. "I don't want anything. Alright, maybe that's not quite true."
As he pulled to a stop at a red light, he finally chanced a glance toward the passenger seat. "I want to know... if something's wrong," he admitted and reached over to touch Oliver's shoulder. "But it can wait. I haven't seen you this tired in, well, years. Probably."
He swallowed thickly and the light turned green. His hand left Ollie's shoulder and found the steering wheel again.
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2017 10:35 am
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When he heard his name, Pascal lifted his head from his paws, miscolored eyes wide and curious as they'd always been. "Halloween? No, I'd say it was closer to summer. Only a few days after we got Nosey from that shelter on the westside, actually. Like it was meant to be." Eli conveniently neglected to mention how he'd been a stray, without a collar and dirty like he'd been there for a while, but he'd made no attempts to check for an owner. Easy come, easy go, right?
The incorrect animal facts were the easy part, though. The rest of it... well, Elliot was sure absolutely none of that sounded familiar to him. It made him think Ollie had gotten hurt somehow. He did have that gash on his forehead, after all.
"We've known each other longer than a semester, Oliver," he said, "and you... never lost contact with Shiloh. He came back here to be with Jamie. It's not like he was running away."
It felt so very, very strange and a little unsettling to be explaining the story of their lives to the one who should know it just as well. "I think you might need to get some sleep." He sounded genuinely concerned.
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Posted: Sun Feb 05, 2017 6:08 pm
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Mention of the road trip was about the only thing that brought a fleeting smile to Eli's face. It was gone the next second. "The road trip happened," he agreed, fingers thrumming against the steering wheel. It was a nervous habit, an attempt to ease the tension of the situation. "It was a real good one. And the condo on Lovett..."
If nothing else, he did miss that place. Their new place was still nice, but it was smaller and lacking in the memories of the start of their adventure. Unfortunately, he couldn't continue to afford it on his current salary.
"Don't worry over it, Ollie, it'll be fine. We'll talk about it later, okay? We're almost home now."
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