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 Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2015 12:32 pm
Maia watched as Dari worked, and then when Toby got the manual, scooted closer to watch him work. She doubted there was some sort of expert Lego trick, but he'd played with them before. "What part are you building?" she asked curiously.
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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2015 12:34 pm
"If I had to guess, I'd say we were building the ship itself. You know, the bottom." He made a curved motion but the pieces were still flat. "It'll start coming into shape soon. I could be wrong." He handed the manual over to Maia. "That's half the fun." The people who came up with these designs must be brilliant.
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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2015 1:31 pm
Maia took the manual and built another piece, sparing glances at Toby every few moments. When would it start looking like a boat? She offered the manual to Dari after finishing. "Still doesn't look like the picture on the box."
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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2015 1:35 pm
"It won't for a while, be patient," Toby teased with a little chuckle.
The night well well. Rarely was there an inkling of death or despair, and when the three went off to bed Toby actually fell to sleep relatively easily. When he woke in the morning, back on his usual schedule, he simply lay there a while, hands laced on his stomach, staring at the ceiling and thinking. It was strange. It never felt like grief on the day-of.
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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2015 1:42 pm
Instead of going downstairs after her morning routine, Maia slowly swung Toby's door open. She peered inside, hoping he was dressed. "Are you awake?" She asked. Seeing that he was not, in fact, naked, she entered and sat on the end of his bed.
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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2015 1:44 pm
Toby watched the door open and then pushed himself up. "Hm?" He leaned against the headboard, revealing that while he may not be naked, he was definitely not wearing a shirt, and smiled when Maia joined him. "Good morning." His voice was still husky with sleep.
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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2015 1:48 pm
"Good morning. You should get dressed. I'm taking you out to breakfast today," it didn't sound like a suggestion. Maia wanted to treat Toby to something special, he'd taken her to the movie yesterday. "Maybe the cafe? We can get anything you like!"
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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2015 1:52 pm
"I think I'd rather stay in and cook, if that's okay? Pancakes, maybe?" Something that took work. Something that felt like progress, not just rushed eggs before work. He understood what Maia was trying to do, but today was an important one. He had a bit of a ritual and people usually weren't around for it.
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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2015 2:02 pm
Maia's expression was skeptical, but she nodded. Her idea had been to get Toby out of the house, get him smiling again like yesterday. Maybe she could distract him at home. "Pancakes are always good," She agreed. "I'll help."
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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2015 2:33 pm
Toby closed his eyes and enjoyed a good stretch, then threw his legs off the bed and stood. He was not wearing pajama pants. In fact, he never did one he was out of Maia's range of vision. He was just in his boxers as he headed for the dresser. Hm.
"What kind? Blueberry? Do you want chocolate chip?" He was feeling fruit himself but that didn't mean he couldn't make both.
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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2015 2:49 pm
Maia didn't seem to mind the view; in fact it took a moment for her to register that she was being spoken to. "Hm? Blueberry's fine," She assured him, tearing her eyes away.
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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2015 2:52 pm
Toby found a passable shirt and a pair of pants, socks, a new pair of boxers. Then he turned to Maia.
"...are you here for the show, or...?" He was a little more sedate than usual, but was still smiling, still joking around. His voice seemed different somehow. Deeper? More mature? It would be hard to pinpoint.
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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2015 2:59 pm
"I was enjoying it," Maia admitted, not at all ashamed. Did he want her to go? She would, but he hadn't asked. "I'll turn away if you like."
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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2015 3:06 pm
Toby just laughed. Touche. That was quite an honest answer. He turned his back to her and went about getting a new pair of boxers on, but not before swaying his hips and playing with the waist band of the first while he hummed his own club music. The rest of the dressing went normally. Then he turned around.
"So. Pancakes?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2015 3:14 pm
Toby's antics had Maia giggling. She shook her head, laying back on the bed. It wasn't a bad looking one; but Toby didn't seem to have any bad genes. "Pancakes," She agreed, pushing herself up and grinning at him. "I'll get the blueberries!"
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