xxxi’ve never loved a darker blue
xxxthan the darkness I have known in you
xxxyou, whose heart would sing of anarchy
xxxyou would laugh so beautifully
To: Cliff
100% serious. Is seven thirty good? I'm still in 7 Riverside btw. I'll cook :D
It was only once the text was gone that he realised the time and how long it had been since Cliff had texted him. Would he even still want to? Would he have thought that Toby forgot him, that Toby had been joking, that he hadn't really been into him at all? Because that wasn't the case at all. More than he wanted to admit, it wasn't the case at all. He just wanted to see Cliff again, to see how he was doing.
He got back into the house to chaos. The house was a wreck. The boys couldn't have even been in that long, and he swore that the house had been semi-tidy when he'd been leaving the house. Or maybe he just hadn't been looking at it from the right perspective, had just been looking at it from the perspective of his family. It had been just fine if they were going to be the only ones. But that had changed. He yelled up the stairs for them to get their asses down to help tidy up. Jess materialised too, and he gave her a grateful smile. But by the time the three of them had gotten the house into the level of cleanliness and organisation that Toby liked, it was too late to start cooking. So instead, he called his favourite, reliable Chinese takeout place, ordering a selection of food, and praying it would show up on time.