Mike Lane (
newroutines) wrote2018-11-22 06:54 pm
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It's Not That Bad Mansion on Phoenix Way, Thursday
No matter what progress Mike had made with his issues, it still wasn't really his style to make any plans with people for the holidays. Not this one, at least. So, he hadn't.
But he was in the kichen. Much like last year, he had beer. But, he also had a store-bought pumpkin pie. And a thing of turkey that he was just now putting in the oven. So guess that counted as progress of its own kind, too? He'd done something to acknowledge the holiday instead of just Netflix-and-beering his way through it.
Although, let's be clear: there was definitely still going to be both beer and Netflix. It was tradition. And wasn't that what holidays were all about?
[ooc: Open, of course.]
But he was in the kichen. Much like last year, he had beer. But, he also had a store-bought pumpkin pie. And a thing of turkey that he was just now putting in the oven. So guess that counted as progress of its own kind, too? He'd done something to acknowledge the holiday instead of just Netflix-and-beering his way through it.
Although, let's be clear: there was definitely still going to be both beer and Netflix. It was tradition. And wasn't that what holidays were all about?
[ooc: Open, of course.]

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He found his smile a little easier this year, too.
"Hey, babe. Figured you might show."
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So she was getting a quick kiss, and then he was stepping out of the way so she could come in.
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"Oh, did you need me to clear out or..,"
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Which sounded bad, if you just listened to the words. But there was a warmth in his tone that suggested that he'd be more than okay if his hunch turned out to be correct.
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