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[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ it felt like bad luck the moment his cellphone rang and woke him up after four hours of sleep. it felt like even worse luck when said person on the other line told nathan that he would be saying hello to their fifth and final member to the 'team'-- alone, which was apparently due to personal reasons from his other three co-workers. this did not deter nathan from furiously texting aaron in anger, only to get a short can't come as a reply. he didn't even bother texting hana, as she still had difficulties texting with an english-language phone, but he still called her and got her voicemail message, which only made him seethe even further.

the anger eventually subsided when coffee was deposited into his hands, drinking his life force happily (or as happy as nathan could get) while turning the corner from starbucks to sit on one of the many chairs littering the front of the shop. once he settled in and tossed his bag onto the table, nathan finally felt like all was right in the world, completely forgetting his original objective for the day. his coffee was his second love, after all, and it deserved his complete and undivided attention. ]

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[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ peers down at their arms for a moment, then looks up with a slight frown. ]

Nathan is normal too.

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

... yeah okay, if you see my family, I'm sure you'd say differently.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ places a hand on nathan's arm, looking at him firmly, as if this is an important concept to communicate. ]

Nathan is normal. [ speaks the next words slowly, trying to word it correctly. ] Is okay as Nathan is.

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ here comes the awkward/embarrassed look on his face, along with side-glancing, slowly learning that he can't look him in the eye at these particular moments. ]

Uh. Well... I didn't mean I was abnormal...

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

But Nathan says scrawny is not normal?

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

Oh, uh. [ stops, looking as if he's struggling with this. ] I guess I meant "average", not "normal".

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[echolocating.livejournal.com]

. . .

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

Scrawny is okay?

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ ponders on this. shrugs. ]

Guess to some people, yeah.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ also ponders, then nods. ]

Okay to me.

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ weighs his pros and cons with this, wondering how much he's already said for the day. frowns at himself briefly, then lets it go, deciding that that's enough for today. ]

So. Is your place close by? Did you get someone to drive you here, or...?

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

I walk. Erm. Twenty minutes?

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

... twenty minutes? Really?

[ flips open his phone. ] You're getting a cab this time. [ murmurs to himself as he flips through his contacts. ] Or our driver...

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ is mostly responds to the distress-type tone that he hears, already speaking even before he manages to full process what nathan is offering. ]

Is not bad! Walk is easy, and easy to find things and people.

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

Huh? [ stops when he lands on his personal driver's number (one he has never called before), lifting his thumb away from the key. ] You don't mind walking?

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[echolocating.livejournal.com]

Erm... [ pauses again, then shakes his head. ] Ja, is okay. Need to walk to find my house.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ smiles a bit though, having finally understood nathan's intentions. ]

Danke.

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ keeps his gaze on caleb for the moment, quickly averting his eyes to his phone as he messes with it a bit, acting like he's half-busy. ]

Eh. No biggie.

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[echolocating.livejournal.com]

Biggie...?

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ looks up at the clock when he hears the minute hand hit 12. ]

Is time okay for Nathan?

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ looks up from his phone to caleb. ]

Yeah. I've got nowhere to be. Why, do you have to go?

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

Nein. [ peers at hopefully. ]

I want to stay with Nathan. Bitte?

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[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ stares at him. stares at him some more. is trying to process this, but his brain is going a little slower than usual. ]

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ can't. seem to really form any words for a few moments, too busy looking at something other than caleb. stumbles over his words a few times, feeling odd again over caleb's honesty. ]

S-sure, if... you want to...

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ this may be a grin. ]

Ja. I ask, and say 'want'.