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Posted: Thu Jun 15, 2017 11:12 am
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Posted: Sun Jun 18, 2017 8:36 am
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Despite knowing full well Horace was the king of questionable clothing choices, Eli was pleasantly surprised at the outfit he'd picked. Both of them were stylish, he'd been the one to put them together after all, but this one accented his figure so nicely. He did a few easy poses in front of the mirror before swaying out to meet Horace at the car. The pants were definitely tight, but he didn't seem to mind.
"You know, I can drive us occasionally, too," he said as he got in the car, then switched gears and opted for an actual greeting. "Hello, darling," his voice was cheeky but notably affectionate, "I hope you're looking forward to this as much as I am."
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2017 8:07 am
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Though Eli didn't directly comment on the whole pants thing, he did look endlessly pleased for the compliment. Both of them, actually. With a wave of his hand, he tried to play it off, but not very hard. Immediately after, that hand went for a pat of his own on the one Horace had conveniently left on his leg.
"Next time I'll invite you out, then. Oh-! I've already got the perfect idea, but don't even ask. It'll be a surprise."
Leaning comfortably in his seat, he switched conversational gears to keep Horace from prying. "Now that you mention it, never. I haven't been in a musical since my California days," he said with a wistful sigh. "Maybe I should give it a try."
The Semblance of Unityyyy
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Posted: Mon Jul 10, 2017 6:37 am
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"No, no, don't even think about prying!" he chided, squeezing Horace's hand like some kind of threat. It was probably pretty ineffectual. "Maybe I'll look into the musical thing, but you better keep that promise."
With a small laugh, Eli looked straight ahead out the windshield in thought. "My favorite musical, though? One is absolutely impossible." Except he paused only a second before answering, "Probably All That Jazz." A lot could be said for something relatable—or something that very well could've been relatable had fate not intervened.
"Now, obviously I like Phantom of the Opera, too. And Sound of Music if we're talking classics." He was flicking open a finger on his free hand as he went down the list. "West Side Story, Moulin Rouge, Rent- Oh, I guess that's six."
The Semblance of Unityyyy
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Posted: Tue Jul 11, 2017 11:12 am
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"I solemnly swear to never take my eyes off of you, Elliot Labelle." It sounded super dramatic, which fit Horace just fine. He listened to Elliot with a smile on his face.
"Six is cheating, Ellie. I like Phantom, of course." He grinned, remembering being silly with Eli in other Ashdown. "And Les Miz, oh, I've been meaning to watch Firebringer. It's on youtube, we should watch it sometime. Rent is good, too."
He shot Eli a glance and began to sing, regardless of the fact that the song he chose had been ridiculously overplayed. Horace still liked it. "Five hundred, twenty-five thousand - oh, we're almost there. I think I see a good parking spot - six hundred minutes."
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Posted: Fri Jul 14, 2017 4:10 pm
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"Okay, that was just as bad as my little cheat. Interrupting a perfectly good song like that. We're even, Horace." The look on his face only moments earlier said he'd been seconds away from joining in, not that he expected Horace to notice. Keeping his eyes on the road—save a short glance—was just a bit more important. Still, overplayed or not, Eli enjoyed Seasons of Love.
"Actually, you know how I plan on measuring this year?" he asked, playing off of the song. "In how many times we see a musical. I'll count Firebringer, of course."
After they'd claimed their surprisingly decent parking spot and Eli maneuvered out of the car in his too tight pants, he turned to Horace, arms crossed, but in a playful sort of way. "Spending more time together sounds like fun, right?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 20, 2017 6:38 pm
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At first Eli didn't reply, only stood there wearing his comfortable cat sort of look, a small, gently curvy smile on his face. Then, like he hadn't been lost in the twilight zone at all, he grabbed Horace's outstretched hand and led them right through the front door. He only paused a moment to hold it for an elderly couple.
"Hurry, let's do this before my hair gets away from me," he said, pulling Horace aside. "I'm looking fabulous, wouldn't you agree. Instagram selfie worthy."
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Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2017 1:25 pm
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A puffed up Eli said nothing about the compliment itself, but looked pleased to receive it. Horace was already a-ok in his book, obviously, but anyone who fed his ego always got brownie points.
With a cheery smile, he waited for the snap, but his perfectly manicured expression faltered in surprise when lips met cheek. Not a bad surprised nor an offended one, no, just genuine, surprise that melted into something a little softer after the photo had already been 'ruined' by it.
Maybe since this was Horace, he could give him something a bit (hopefully) better than brownie points. Could Eli be blamed for wanting to? His cheek was warm.
"I wasn't even smiling," he said, "The photo is ruined." Except he didn't sound distraught; he was obviously joking. "It's your fault, so you owe me." Then just like that, Eli kissed Horace's cheek in return, this one dangerously close to the corner of his mouth.
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