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121 lines
3.8 KiB
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# Miles' House
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- Miles Prower
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- Silver Blure
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### Miles Prower
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> *Today, right now, it seems Miles is on the phone. He's making a call to Silver.* "Hey, Silver. You there?"
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### Silver Blure
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> "yeah, I am. Do you need something? Is this about your old job-?"
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### Miles Prower
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> "No, no, not at all. It's not about the job. It's about *us.* Would... you mind coming over later this afternoon?"
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### Silver Blure
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> "...er... yeah, why not. I get off at six, then I should be good to go. What is it, by the way?"
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### Miles Prower
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> "I'd rather not say over the phone, heh- you know how I get on this thing with private information."
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### Silver Blure
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> "Oh. Oh, OK. Uhh, is it... important-? Because... if it is, I can probably get Kevin to cover my managerial shift."
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### Miles Prower
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> "No, no, it's not too important, you can keep on working. I'm fine with seeing you after six."
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### Silver Blure
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> "...ookay. See you after six, then?"
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### Miles Prower
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> "Yup, see you then."
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### Silver Blure
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> "Nice. OK. *Adieu, Miles!*"
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### Miles Prower
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> "U...uh-huh... adieu." *click*
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-- Later --
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### Miles Prower
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> *A knock is heard on the door. Miles gets up, checking the time. It's about 6:30. Miles unlocks the door, seeing Silver behind it.*
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> "Oh- uh, hey, Silver- you're here."
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### Silver Blure
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> "I'm here, haha-" *Silver bear-hugs Miles.* "So... what's up?"
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### Miles Prower
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> *Miles is a bit shocked with the hug, but he tries to keep his composure nonetheless.* "Erm- would you mind... sitting down for this?" *Miles says, closing the door and locking it, before heading to the couch to sit. His heart pounds, and tensions are quite high.*
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### Silver Blure
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> "Er... it's.no problem at all." *Silver sits down at the couch. They share a tense moment of silence, as Miles' awkwardness keeps him at bay.*
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> "So... uh. *ahem*. What is it you want to tell me?"
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### Miles Prower
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> *Miles continues to sit in silence. Pressure is building.*
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### Silver Blure
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> "...Miles? Are you there?" *Silver waves a hand in front of Miles' face.*
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### Miles Prower
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> "I'm so sorry-" *Miles replies, burying his face.* "god damn it, I should have prepared for this better-"
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### Silver Blure
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> "...uh-"
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### Miles Prower
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> "...Silver, you, uh... you know the stuff we've been doing since we... first met?" *Miles quietly says. Silver leans in to hear.* "Y'know... the gay stuff-?"
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### Silver Blure
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> "Erm... uh-huh, yeah."
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### Miles Prower
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> *Miles falls into dead silence again. Silver sighs, trying to guess.*
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### Silver Blure
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> "Miles... are you trying to say you like me or somethin'? I've never seen you get this... red-faced."
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> *Silver pats Miles' back, tilting up his head.*
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### Miles Prower
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> "...uh... hhh..." *Miles' heart pounds. He looks up at Silver, directly in his eyes. That damn sincere look of his... shit, he truly actually cares. Miles slowly guides into a hug, breaking into tears.* "...yeah- i'll be honest, I've liked you this whole time-"
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### Silver Blure
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> "oh, my God- I... I knew it this whole time, but I didn't know if it was a joke or not- Miles, you're cute, and you're a good guy... right,"
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> *Silver thinks.* "And... and I'll be honest, you haven't been all secret with being gay for me. I've had my theories, but here you are." *Silver smiles, tilting up Miles' head again.* "I like you too, dude. Of course I would. You're the sweetest guy I know. You might have your flaws, but christ you're just so lovable. So... the feelings are mutual, Miles."
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### Miles Prower
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> *Miles looks up at Silver, tears in his eyes.* "...mutual... wow... I don't know how to feel- honestly, I thought I would just fall on my back with this... but mutual feelings."
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### Silver Blure
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> *Silver pats Miles on the head, while Miles pulls them both into a hug. A hug that marks an event for the ages.*
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