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Elliot Nightray ([personal profile] yelliot) wrote2017-11-25 05:33 pm

INBOX

TO BE FILLED
flips: (popcorn)

[personal profile] flips 2018-08-14 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
That's okay. You're still here and that's all that matters.



Now make me that sandwich.
flips: (grease is gross just thinking its)

[personal profile] flips 2018-08-19 09:08 pm (UTC)(link)
I want to try your cooking. Is that okay?
flips: (diiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiicks)

[personal profile] flips 2018-08-19 09:14 pm (UTC)(link)
It'd be kind of your fault.

[ he's a little hesitant in letting go of elliot's hand, but he does it anyway and goes to sit at one of the nearer tables to the kitchen, chin propped on his palms. ]

Go on, I'll be right here.

[ waiting to get served. ]
flips: (that i've heaaaaard ooooof)

[personal profile] flips 2018-08-25 01:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[ apparently it has come to this... leo sitting here while his master is off in the kitchen making him a meal. a tiny part of him feels a little guilty for this, but it's nice to be able to sit here and have an excuse to simply watch elliot fumble around the kitchen. it's cute. it doesn't feel like home, but maybe it's better for them to be here, than back home.

he perks up when elliot returns with his sandwich. it's sloppy and crude, and leo pokes at it with a finger before looking back up at elliot. ]


This won't kill me, right?