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[deathkid]

Nico here, except I'm not. Leave a message. ☏ ✆ ✉ ⚐ ۞

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[healingdork]

[He goes back to making an omelette for himself, grinning contently now.] I don't have any plans.... besides a picnic lunch with my boyfriend, if he's up for it.

[deathkid]

[ rounding will so that he can push up on his toes and hook his chin on his boyfriend's shoulder. his arms wrap around will's waist as he makes a low noise of approval. ]

Sounds dorky. I'm in.

[healingdork]

[He'll rest one of his own arms over Nico's, poking at the eggs that are now cooking in the pan one handed with a spatula.] It's a date then.

[deathkid]

Gods, you nerd. [ laughs, pressing his forehead against will's shoulder. ] You know... we can actually go on dates here without worrying about the harpies or curfew.

[healingdork]

Aww, you mean we don't need Jules Albert to sneak us out anymore? That was half the fun of it. [It's said completely jokingly.]

[deathkid]

[ snorts, reaching over to tug on a lock of unruly, golden hair. ]

I can still summon him if you really want. He might actually like the roads around here.

[healingdork]

[That actually surprises him.] You can? How'd he get here?

[deathkid]

I'm not really sure. Somehow, he just... shows up, like he would at home.