Office Hours, Monday, 12/8

[tyler_gone]

Tyler felt sore from yesterday's move, but gratified to have it over and done with. He rubbed his shoulder absently every so often as he bent his head over his preparations for the next class and the science fair.

This semester had flown.

[OOC: Open door, open office.]

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[not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com]

"I'm sorry, did I miss you being a Canadian pop star?"

[tyler_gone]

Tyler was utterly lost. "I missed something."

[not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com]

"Maybe that's just where I'm from," Tony said, giving him a confused look right back. "No matter. I wanted to see if you were up for dinner."

[tyler_gone]

"You have to explain it before I start making shit up," Tyler informed him. "But sure. When?"

Was this a date? That was sort of new.

[not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com]

It wasn't a date, it was friends going out. "Whenever works for you. I'll explain then?"

[tyler_gone]

"I can wait," Tyler promised. "How's Wednesday?"

[not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com]

"Perfect." It still wasn't a date. "How does the Italian place sound?"

[tyler_gone]

Like a date.

"I like baked ziti," Tyler allowed. "Meet you there?"

If Tony insisted on picking him up, he was going to get a pedicure before Wednesday. Maybe wax his bikini line, too.

[OOC: Hi, I can find my shift key. *facepalm*]

[not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com]

It was a shame that Tony didn't have a car for that reason. The island was too damn small for his beloved cars.

"Meet you there?"

[tyler_gone]

"I think that's the plan," Tyler said.

[not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com]

"Yes, well..." Tony moved forward toward the desk and was almost about to lean down before shaking himself out of whatever that was. "I'll see you then."

[tyler_gone]

Tyler was amused by the almost-lean. No PDA, please, that would be tacky.

"Sounds good."

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He would PDA whenever he damn well pleased. Just not with Tyler.

Tony nodded and turned for the door. "I'll see you then."

[tyler_gone]

"'Bye," Tyler said, smile playing around his eyes as he watched Tony go.

Someday, their relationship might even make sense to him.