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Post by ode on May 10, 2011 22:14:28 GMT -5
Garrett ran his eyes over Wayne, "Don't look any worse for wear." His attention was broken then when Aida waved at him with a smile. The older man grabbed his arm and led him inside.
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Post by praiseofblood on May 10, 2011 22:18:02 GMT -5
Wayne went upstairs to shower and change. He came back down in time for diner just as Trey was stomping in to go shower. He pushed his glasses up on his nose, having taken out his correction lens.
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Post by ode on May 10, 2011 22:20:27 GMT -5
Garrett sat in the kitchen joking around with Aida who seemed to find him hilarious and even help set the table. "You're alright, Aida," he said as he sat the last of the food on the table. "Your husbands a lucky guy."
Aida smiled. "You're sweet." Then, "Supper!"
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Post by praiseofblood on May 10, 2011 22:25:38 GMT -5
Wayne headed downstairs in a pair of jeans and a whifebeater, his hair in a pony tail and his glasses low on his nose.
Trey didn't care and came down in much the same state, as Aida wouldn't let them walk around in any state of undress.
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Post by ode on May 10, 2011 22:28:41 GMT -5
Garrett paused in sitting down the turkey as he caught sight of Wayne. "Dear Stars, he wears glasses," he said breathlessly, his eyes fixed on Wayne with awe. Garrett had a thing for men who wore glasses. A huge thing. The kind of thing that had him staring at Wayne even after Aida called his names a few times.
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Post by praiseofblood on May 10, 2011 22:32:39 GMT -5
Wayne yawned behind his hand and pushed his glassed up on his nose and went to help serve food.
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Post by ode on May 10, 2011 22:33:55 GMT -5
Garrett continued to stare until Aida took away the pan. "Your hands, Garrett! Stars! What are you looking... Oh." He blinked, then smiled. Ridiculously pleased at the very idea.
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Post by praiseofblood on May 10, 2011 22:36:31 GMT -5
Wayne came out with the last of the pans, setting them on the table as Drake and Trey helped set. Once everyone was done, they were seated.
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Post by ode on May 10, 2011 22:38:10 GMT -5
"Wayne," Aida said sweetly, "Don't you want to serve out guest tonight?"
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Post by praiseofblood on May 10, 2011 22:41:24 GMT -5
"Huh? Me?" Wayne asked, looking at his mother suspiciously, before standing slowly.
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Post by ode on May 10, 2011 22:43:57 GMT -5
Garrett stared up at the man while he served. If this were a cartoon, he would have had hearts bouncing around in them.
Aida sighed and gripped Drake's hand, it was so adorable to see his Wayne serving a nice young giver.
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Post by praiseofblood on May 10, 2011 22:46:01 GMT -5
Drake just sighed. He'd pretty much resigned himself to letting what happened happen by now. He was getting a bit to old to actively object to his son's matings now.
Wayne finished serving the male and his brother then sat down as the family began to eat.
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Post by ode on May 10, 2011 22:48:02 GMT -5
"So, Garrett," Aida smiled over at the man then at Wayne. "Doesn't Wayne look lovely tonight in his cute little glasses?"
Garrett laughed at the mama. That wasn't obvious at all but hell, he'd play along. The kid did tickle his fancy in every way. "Damn straight."
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Post by praiseofblood on May 10, 2011 22:49:17 GMT -5
"What?" Wayne asked, frowning. "Mom, what the hell are you tryin to do?"
"Yeah!" Trey snorted.
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Post by ode on May 10, 2011 22:51:38 GMT -5
"What?" Aida asked innocently. "He's your mate. I was just trying to hurry it along."
Garrett promptly choked on his potatoes.
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