Eisen Sprague is a crafty bugger (loudandclear) wrote in genome_project, @ 2011-02-06 10:54:00 |
|
|||
Entry tags: | february 2011 |
WHO: Eisen and Gio (Possibly Ed, Rory, Nico or Liz?)
WHAT: First guitar lesson. Though Eisen is a tad distracted.
WHERE: Spinelli residence.
WHEN: February 6th, 4:00 pm, as discussed.
RATING: Low.
STATUS: Incomplete.
I can hear my train a comin', it's a lonesome and distant cry.
I can hear my train a comin', now I'm runnin' for my life.
What makes a man walk away from his mind?
It was no less than the hundredth time that he’d walked up to this house, but somehow he was worried. Rory and he were on great terms again, of course. Gio had forgiven him, that was obvious even before he’d said so much in his text message last night. But if Ed was there? Or Nico? He didn’t know if they had forgiven him and though he was happy with Lexie, he still hadn’t forgiven himself for having hurt Ed as he had. He knew that he was his own worst enemy here, but when it had put him on such shaky ground with the family he considered his second, it was natural to feel a little bit worried.
Still, he pushed it aside as he reached up and knocked on the door. He was a little late, but Gio, who had known him for practically half his life and a just over a third of Eisen’s, knew that things sort of happened that way. He had every intention to be on time, but one thing or another happened and he ended up late. This time the culprit had been digging through his back hall closet on a hunt for the old maple-wood guitar that he was going to give Gio as a (very) belated extra Christmas present. It was his first guitar, and it had been stowed away in its case for a long time – longer than the old Red Spruce guitar that he planned to give to Rory – and it was perfect for Gio as he was just starting out.
Of course, hunting for it had made him late. At least he was never more than fifteen minutes late. He smoothed a hand through his hair and waited for someone to let him in.