Thomas "TJ" Dixon (thomashammond) wrote in spinningcompass, @ 2014-05-01 09:32:00 |
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Entry tags: | !closed, ~tj hammond |
Who: TJ and Cleo
Where: The bakery
What: food and chatting
When: Thursday afternoon
Rating: Low
Open: Nope
Status: Ongoing
Yes, he had been a little sad to leave his grandpa behind. Had it been up to him the man would have come with him, but there just hadn't been a way for him to. But he had left, coming back to the island with a heavy heart. Spending the night with Tim had helped, though. Especially since it was just a lot of snuggling and talking with the occasional kiss thrown in. He knew that he had talked Tim's ear off, but there had been no complaints. One of the many things he admired about Tim. And if the roles had been reversed TJ was sure that he would listen to anything and everything that Tim had to say. He'd gone back to his apartment so that he could shower and change for his lunch with Cleo. Part of him didn't want to leave Tim's apartment, but he also didn't want to disappoint his friend. As he got dressed he thought about what Hannibal had said. That he needed to surround himself with people that weren't addicts, former or otherwise. But he wasn't going to abandon Cleo. He had promised. He'd figure something out. In jeans and a t-shirt, he made his way to the bakery. He was looking forward to their lunch and to seeing her again. She was one of the few people on the island that actually made him feel like he had someone that cared in his life. That meant a lot to him. |