birds of a feather
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Thread Topic: birds of a feather
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Connor carefully made his way down to the back door and went to open it, pausing. "What's the password," he spoke loudly from behind the door, a slight joking tone filtering through his voice.
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“Xylophone,” Evan responded, giggling quietly. He waited for Connor to open the door, closing it behind him and locking it. He quickly turn to his boyfriend, letting his bag fall to the floor before he wrapped his arm around him. “How are you?”
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"Fine, just nervous," Connor murmured, hugging onto Evan. He let out a sigh of relief as he leaned into his touch, burying his face in his boyfriend's neck.
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Evan smiled a little, moving his hand to stroke the back of Connor’s neck. “You get any sleep after I left last night?”
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"Kind of. I went to sleep at like, 1, then woke up at like, 3:45, 3:50. Almost like, 3 hours of sleep, which is good, considering my sleep schedule," Connor spoke with an awkward chuckle, lifting his head a little. "I tried to nap earlier, but I- I couldn't stop worrying."
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“Aw, you poor thing,” Evan said softly, resting a hand on Connor’s cheek. “Are you hungry? Have you eaten?”
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"No- My stomach's been all messed up this morning, probably just from nerves," Connor muttered, exhaling. "God, I feel like I'm gonna die..."
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“Oh, Connie baby,” Evan said softly, glancing around the kitchen. “Can you try to eat something? Just a little bit.”
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"Sure," Connor spoke quietly, giving Evan a short nod.
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Evan smiled sympathetically, letting go of Connor and moving around the kitchen. “You want me to make somethin, or do you just want gummies or something about the sort?”
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"Just- Gummies, maybe," Connor replied, following Evan into the kitchen.
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“Alright,” Evan nodded. “Do you want to bring the whole box of gummies up, and you can have em whenever you feel up to it?”
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Connor nodded, crossing his arms over his chest. "I need to lay down, my head is pounding," he muttered, rubbing his face with one hand.
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“Okay,” Evan nodded, moving to grab the box of gummies. “Do you want Advil, or something?”
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Connor quickly shook his head, hugging his arms tighter around his chest. "I don't- I don't like taking Advil, and we uhm, we don't have any in the house anyways," he murmured anxiously, looking down at the floor.
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