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"The calm before the storm, one might assume." He hadn't needed to look up to know with whom he was now speaking. But he did anyway, if only looking at her a moment before turning away again. Evelyn being back in town was a whole mess of different thoughts and feelings that he, quite frankly, did not want to dwell on. At least not right now. His gaze, seeking not to linger on her, instead fixed onto a tree in the distance, one still clinging to a few dried leaves, as if it hoped its past would return to be as it was before. A sentiment that's irony was not lost on Joe.

city  air  welcomes  him  as  they  step  out  of  the  hotel  lobby,  both  hands  shooting  straight  into  the  pockets  of  his  trenchcoat.  he  can't  help  but  smile  as  he  looks  to  all  of  the  people  bustling  by,  eyes  moving  to  land  on  alon.  he  looks  exceptional  with  the  cityscape  as  his  backdrop,  and  marco  feels  surprisingly  relaxed.  “are  you  excited  for  breakfast  ?”  he  hums,  leading  them  to  follow  along  with  the  rest  of  the  foot  traffic.  “we're  going  to  the  best  brunch  spot  in  the  city,  you  can  take  my  word  for  it.”

Alon loved being back in the city. It was even nicer going with someone, especially someone like Marco. NYC was a great city for doing things and getting to know people, and Marco was definitely someone he wanted to get to know as well as possible.

Adjusting the scarf he'd put on this morning, he smiled at the other man. "I am very excited indeed! Shall we head off, then?"

Eli was not a cook. That much was clear from the smell of burning emanating from the skillet. He'd been trying to do something nice for Ennis who'd tolerated the chaos of the holiday season Loomis style. "Dinner's ruined," he announced, frustration clear in his voice. He'd spent the majority of the day thinking about this, had dropped Noah off at his parents and had driven straight to the groceries with plans in mind. So, of course, he'd gone and ruined it all. "Wanna pretend that I'm completely incompetent and get take out? Or..." he began, dragging the word out, "we could go out somewhere. Maybe watch the sun set or something."

Upon smelling a smell, Ennis had emerged from the living room into the kitchen, leaning his lanky frame against the doorway. “Ruined is a strong word, maybe it’s just slightly over done?” He sniffed again, “… or perhaps not.” His head tilted at Eli, "You're not incompetent, accidents happen!"

Ennis' ears perked and a smile tugged at the corner of his lips at the suggestion of dinner out with Eli. And at sunset no less. It felt almost as if it had skipped a beat, but it tended to do that anytime he was in the presence of the other. Perhaps he should get that looked at...

"You know I'll always be down to go anywhere with you!"

Summer flower garden 🪴