Philip 'Pip' Whitfield (pipwhit) wrote in letscruise, @ 2008-03-27 15:48:00 |
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Entry tags: | pip whitfield, trystan van |
Who Pip and Trystan
What Hanging out at the cafe, talking dressup? Making out?
Where The cafe, by the windows, no less! Then Trystan's!
When Just now, actually. Thursday noonish
Rating Slightly R at this point, I'm not going to lie
Pip never could turn down a handsome man who wanted his company, or who he had offered his company to-he wasn't sure how it had happened but he wasn't going to question it, he was going to go to the cafe.
Pip was having a typically lovely day, of course, and finding out he was going to be a daisy for a little while added to his amusement and enjoyment of life. Really, how could he not laugh over the pansy being dressed up like a pansy. He wasn't sure how it would help passenger morale, but he sure as Hell knew it would make him smile.
Also making him smile? Trystan Van, handsome young accountant and quasi-sorta his boyfriendesquely. He wasn't about to peg a term to what the man was, lest he be being too romantic and it was really just a good bit of cuddling between friends-And who hadn't had a good cuddle/sex friend some time in their life? He was just loving every moment of it, and so he found no pain in hopping on up to the cafe to look for his businessman with the goofy smile.
Swishing his way through the tables, wearing a more conservative outfit than his shorts and open button up, rather a black t-shirt and jeans, Pip grinned widely when he spotted Trystan.
"Well, hey you," He sat down across from the man, hand moving to brush his fingers back through his hair in an almost self conscious gesture-hey, it might have gotten crazy on the walk over, right?