Chris stepped back to let them in. The 'find' stumbled slightly as he crossed the threshold, most likely because Joey had prodded him between the shoulder blades. AJ looked small, almost fragile next to Joey's healthy, happy bulk, but he stood in the hallway with his chin up and the wall lights reflecting off his sunglasses. Chris thought about telling him not to be a jackass and to take his sunglasses off, the sun wasn't even shining outside, let alone in here. But, what the hell.
"Lance is making popcorn," Chris said instead, and led them through to the kitchen. Chris was not allowed to make popcorn, since the Incident, but he figured that now there was company—and Joey, of course—he would at least be allowed in the kitchen. His own kitchen, but Lance was such a bossy bitch.
There was a heavenly aroma, and an enormous bowl, domed with gleaming golden popcorn, and Lance bending down to get beers out of the refrigerator didn't hurt, either.
"Brought you something," Joey announced, and Lance turned.
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Date: 2006-10-01 12:24 pm (UTC)Chris stepped back to let them in. The 'find' stumbled slightly as he crossed the threshold, most likely because Joey had prodded him between the shoulder blades. AJ looked small, almost fragile next to Joey's healthy, happy bulk, but he stood in the hallway with his chin up and the wall lights reflecting off his sunglasses. Chris thought about telling him not to be a jackass and to take his sunglasses off, the sun wasn't even shining outside, let alone in here. But, what the hell.
"Lance is making popcorn," Chris said instead, and led them through to the kitchen. Chris was not allowed to make popcorn, since the Incident, but he figured that now there was company—and Joey, of course—he would at least be allowed in the kitchen. His own kitchen, but Lance was such a bossy bitch.
There was a heavenly aroma, and an enormous bowl, domed with gleaming golden popcorn, and Lance bending down to get beers out of the refrigerator didn't hurt, either.
"Brought you something," Joey announced, and Lance turned.
"AJ!"