Gabe (unarmored) wrote in nevermore_logs, @ 2012-11-29 03:50:00 |
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Entry tags: | gabe rahmeier, patroclus |
WHO: Gabe & Patroclus
WHEN: Wednesday afternoon
WHERE: A coffee shop
WHAT: NYC run ins.
What Gabe needed was an espresso, a nice shot of caffeine to stop him from yawning. He'd been up early for an audition (he had his fingers crossed for it) and tonight had work until late. A middle of the day nap might have been a good idea, but if he started doing that he was going to feel like someone's grandma. The next step was knitting and Gabe wasn't going there.
He yawned again as he waited for his coffee and then thanked the girl behind the counter and headed for the door. Someone at one of the tables caught his eye though, an attractive man he could see the profile of and thought was familiar. Frowning with curiosity he walked over to get a closer look, ducking his head to see the guy's face.
It was him. "Hey," he said with a little smile. "Patrick."