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for Connor
Dec. 9th, 2012 08:41 pm[It's been half a year since his breakup with Iris, and it's been a few months that this has been going on now - after one drunken night where Eddie stumbled into the a different type of club than intended, gave his number out on the dance floor. A few obnoxious texts from Connor the next morning, and here they are, months later. It's hard to define what it is they have, but it's interesting, it's new, it's something completely different, separated from his previous way of life, and it feels intense. Passionate. Good.
Tonight it was a quick series of texts and Eddie's heading off to his apartment, with that thrill, the excitement, the knot in his gut. A knock on the door, and he leans against the doorframe in a bright blue henley and a leather jacket, waiting. Anticipating.]
Tonight it was a quick series of texts and Eddie's heading off to his apartment, with that thrill, the excitement, the knot in his gut. A knock on the door, and he leans against the doorframe in a bright blue henley and a leather jacket, waiting. Anticipating.]
