[ Hmmm, should he make some kind of flirty innuendo about Peter being a snack? THE SPIRIT IS WILLING, BUT THE BRAIN CAN'T FIGURE OUT HOW TO SOUND COOL OVER TEXT.
Sometimes he misses the days of phone calls. ]
nah I'm sure you'll have all I need
[ THERE. Did that work? ]
mister you just got yourself a serenade. No take backs!
[ There we go. See? A lot of carrot and then just a dash of stick. It works every time. ]
Glad you could make it. [ There's that dry smile of his as he holds the door open for Jeff and leads him to the family room. ] Want a tour, or should we get right to it?
[ And that dry smile is returned with a bright one from Jeff, who tends to wear his friendly enthusiasm about as nakedly as an energetic golden retriever.
And then he takes a moment to look around the family room, the way it's set up, the decor, the little details. For a moment there, he almost seems to be getting distracted, before he snaps his attention back to Peter with an easygoing smile. ]
Hey, man, if there's a room you're itching to show me, lead the way.
[ Though he's definitely all for getting RIGHT TO IT. ]
I meant the weed, but I like where your head's at.[ He heads for the kitchen to grab two water bottle from the fridge. Then he dips into his family room for a big plastic bin. ] We can do all the above in a bed just as easily, huh?
[ Peter's fingers drum a few beats along the plastic of his tupperware. If ever Jeff needed a window into the older man's true intentions, that was a good peek. ]
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we finally made it
well you hosted last time
im happy to host
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I'll bring munchies. and my guitar. We can jam!
no wait no I'm getting distracted
I'll just bring my bad self
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unless you got something particular you like
[ He forgot about that guitar. Hmm, hmm, Peter's pondering this hard. ]
while I dont want you distracted
Im a sucker for a guy and his guitar
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Sometimes he misses the days of phone calls. ]
nah I'm sure you'll have all I need
[ THERE. Did that work? ]
mister you just got yourself a serenade. No take backs!
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I dont plan to
now get your ass over here calhoun
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2/2
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im locking my door and lighting up in 15 min
[ So, shut your pretty mouth and get over here. ]
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[ SEE HE'S IN SUCH A HURRY HE DIDN'T EVEN FINISH THE TEXT BEFORE SMASHING SEND.
You better believe he shows up in-- well, maybe not record time, but he makes pretty good time!
It helps that he's fast and has long legs. ]
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Glad you could make it. [ There's that dry smile of his as he holds the door open for Jeff and leads him to the family room. ] Want a tour, or should we get right to it?
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And then he takes a moment to look around the family room, the way it's set up, the decor, the little details. For a moment there, he almost seems to be getting distracted, before he snaps his attention back to Peter with an easygoing smile. ]
Hey, man, if there's a room you're itching to show me, lead the way.
[ Though he's definitely all for getting RIGHT TO IT. ]
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[ Peter's fingers drum a few beats along the plastic of his tupperware. If ever Jeff needed a window into the older man's true intentions, that was a good peek. ]