shadows_have_offended: pb: robert sean leonard (little smile)
Neil Perry ([personal profile] shadows_have_offended) wrote2019-03-02 02:16 am
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Que sera, sera - whatever will be will be

The news took a while to settle and, honestly, Neil still isn't entirely sure what to do with the knowledge. He's a college student now--or, rather, will be in September. He doesn't sign up for classes for months yet, but he's already looked over the catalog at least three times, trying to think what he'd like to do, now that he knows what he wants to do. It's all a huge relief, in a way. Maybe he can do Shakespeare in the Park again this summer. Maybe things will start to shape up more brightly.

In any case, he's celebrating. He sent out texts to all his friends, promising music and drinks and food--and a dog--to be shared by all. He tidied up a little, even, not that his apartment is ever very out of order in the first place. He doesn't really know how to decorate for a party like this, so he doesn't bother. Just makes sure there's lots of food and that the drinks are neatly arranged and that Beau's crate is set up in the bedroom, covered but open, so he can disappear if he'd like to.

He's not sure who all will come, but that doesn't really matter. He's just excited that he got in. It's the next step in his life, and it's his own step. That deserves to be celebrated no matter what.
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[personal profile] borntohang 2019-03-10 08:24 pm (UTC)(link)

Harry's used to forward boys, but Neil's boldness somehow still surprises him. In a good way, though. He likes a little boldness. " Well, I wouldn't mind a similar ending," he admits.

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[personal profile] borntohang 2019-03-10 10:42 pm (UTC)(link)

"How about Thursday?" Harry suggests. "I'll come by and pick you up." Some boy appears in the kitchen and eyes Harry. He pins it down on being one the older people here.

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[personal profile] borntohang 2019-03-12 08:10 pm (UTC)(link)

Put out is the right term. Harry wonders why, but he pays no mind to it now. Instead he smiles to the boy who grabbed his wrist. He's rather charmed by those little crass moves.

He doesn't kiss Neil, but puts a hand lightly on his arm. "Yeah, you will," he says. He assures it.