[Oh no how is he so charming. He rolls his eyes, trying not to look amused.] Right, because I was planning on doing that. [He closes the distance, kissing him somewhere between softly and 'I can't wait for tomorrow' pressure.
He pulls away, leaning back out of his space.] Go work your hot ass off. I'll see you tomorrow.
[ He laughs, shaking his head at Travis. If this guy's not tied down by now, Blake reckons he must be allergic to commitment, because he's obviously relationship material. If Blake were interested in that sort of thing, he'd probably be swept right off his feet or something. ]
Tomorrow. Sounds great. Enjoy dinner, yeah?
[ And then he offers a wave and heads back out. But is that a bounce in his step? Nah, couldn't be... ]
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Date: 2015-03-11 02:42 am (UTC)He pulls away, leaning back out of his space.] Go work your hot ass off. I'll see you tomorrow.
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Date: 2015-03-11 03:12 am (UTC)Tomorrow. Sounds great. Enjoy dinner, yeah?
[ And then he offers a wave and heads back out. But is that a bounce in his step? Nah, couldn't be... ]
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Date: 2015-03-11 03:37 am (UTC)Thanks, man.
[He smiles at the wave and watches him walk away for a few seconds, grinning to himself. He'll just go heat up that food now...]