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Cliff's eyes lit up whenever he saw Toby's usual grin. A grin that he has missed being in his life for quite some time now. He had formed something of a smile and nodded his head at Toby's statement. "Hey and yes, it is." Cliff finally admitted as he walked inside of the house now. He listened as Toby explained to him for the reason that he did not cook and got takeout instead.
"It's fine." He muttered with the wave of his hand as he trailed behind Toby, seeing two other guys take a dig at the food then leave to go in another room. Cliff let out a small laugh as he sat down the wine bottle onto the counter and grabbed himself a plate from the cabinet along with some utensils. It was clear that he hadn't missed a step from being inside of Toby's home and that Toby did not really change too much around.
He had gone over and stood beside Toby, out of pure habit and gazed over the food with him. Toby's question caught him a bit off guard as he wanted to make up some things about his life because maybe Toby had lived a better one than one. He had shaken those thoughts from his mind and shrugged his shoulders, offering Toby a response. "Uh, I've been good, thanks. Taking a much-needed break from Harvard though."
Cliff had let out a small chuckle, completely forgetting the fact that he had chosen Harvard over Toby for his own benefit. He had just hoped that it wasn't going to come back and bite him in the ass later on though. He had placed a few items on his plate, even snagging the last eggroll, which he usually shared with Toby but didn't know if that was still intact or not. "What about you, Toby?" He had asked quickly, trying to diverge the conversation onto Toby's life for a moment.
"Anything exciting happened to you?" It was clear that he was nervous because that question alone and he did not know how to really approach Toby anymore. Maybe this little conversation will be the perfect icebreaker for them both.
"It's fine." He muttered with the wave of his hand as he trailed behind Toby, seeing two other guys take a dig at the food then leave to go in another room. Cliff let out a small laugh as he sat down the wine bottle onto the counter and grabbed himself a plate from the cabinet along with some utensils. It was clear that he hadn't missed a step from being inside of Toby's home and that Toby did not really change too much around.
He had gone over and stood beside Toby, out of pure habit and gazed over the food with him. Toby's question caught him a bit off guard as he wanted to make up some things about his life because maybe Toby had lived a better one than one. He had shaken those thoughts from his mind and shrugged his shoulders, offering Toby a response. "Uh, I've been good, thanks. Taking a much-needed break from Harvard though."
Cliff had let out a small chuckle, completely forgetting the fact that he had chosen Harvard over Toby for his own benefit. He had just hoped that it wasn't going to come back and bite him in the ass later on though. He had placed a few items on his plate, even snagging the last eggroll, which he usually shared with Toby but didn't know if that was still intact or not. "What about you, Toby?" He had asked quickly, trying to diverge the conversation onto Toby's life for a moment.
"Anything exciting happened to you?" It was clear that he was nervous because that question alone and he did not know how to really approach Toby anymore. Maybe this little conversation will be the perfect icebreaker for them both.