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[mute_clay]

I've been working a lot lately. It's okay. That way I'm sure I can sleep at night. No sense in staying awake thinking about things I cannot change.

I've been making a kennel for David and Alan's dog. David calls it Toto now. That's good. I didn't like he called it Dog. It reminded me of Ma.

Now he wants me to make a chicken coop. I'm not to tell Alan but I don't really see how Alan can avoid noticing if there's suddenly a lot of chickens in his backyard. Seeing as how they are noisy. And smell a bit.

Callie haven't been back. I miss her.

Jimmy's been in an accident so I am looking after Julie for a while. And Darth Maul has stopped trying to choke me to death when I sleep. Now she just tries to trip me up when I have to take a piss at night.

She's really clever though. And she hasn't ruined the plants Callie gave me. I water them everyday. If they stay alive she'll come back to me.

Comments

[orlandomuse.livejournal.com]

Thank you for looking after Julie. Jimmy's better, a little, and as soon as I can take some time, I'm taking you out for dinner to thank you. If there's anything you need at my house, help yourself to it. There are probably some things in the refrigerator that should be eaten, because I'm not around.

Miss you and thank you.

[peter-weps-ince.livejournal.com]

Hey, Clay - you know what they say about too much work... I'm goin' fishin' today - fancy joining me and cooking it down on the beach?

[mute-clay.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I'd like that.

Thanks.

[mute-clay.livejournal.com]

Anytime Orlando. You know that.

[peter-weps-ince.livejournal.com]

Weps smiles and strokes Clay's arm.
"So... how're you doing?"

[mute-clay.livejournal.com]

A small shrug.

I'm doing okay.

He looks a little unkept, stubbled and tired but his smile is warm enough.

It's nice having something to do again. I've missed working.

How are you?

[peter-weps-ince.livejournal.com]

"I'm settling back in - things are good." He smiles and looks closely at Clay.

"You look sad underneath that smile..."

[mute-clay.livejournal.com]

Clay shrugs again.

No sense in getting worked up about things being the way they are.

He scratches his chin.

I miss my old uncomplicated life. But I'm okay. Now.

[peter-weps-ince.livejournal.com]

"Sorry... don't mean to stir things up - just concerned about my friend... that's all."

Weps picks up his rods and tackle.

"And I miss how we were before..."

[davidshaw.livejournal.com]

Not Toto. That name is just a bit too hokey. What about Augustus?

[mute-clay.livejournal.com]

Anything but Dog.

[mute-clay.livejournal.com]

Clay gets comfortable and grins at Weps. Which parts of it?

The weather is nice. He doesn't have to be anywhere. Do anything. Life is fairly good.

[peter-weps-ince.livejournal.com]

Weps grins back and gives Clay a friendly shove in the arm.

"You know which parts I mean..."

[davidshaw.livejournal.com]

*shrugs*

I don't think Dog cares much.

[mute-clay.livejournal.com]

It's just - reminds me of my Ma is all. She had a dog named Dog.

[mute-clay.livejournal.com]

My sparkly conversation?

Clay grins at him. Then his smile turns warm and quiet.

Yeah, miss that too.

[peter-weps-ince.livejournal.com]

Weps smiles and nods...

"Actually, I was going to say your inability to shut up..."

[mute-clay.livejournal.com]

This makes Clay laugh. Silently, eyes crinkled with mirth.

[peter-weps-ince.livejournal.com]

Weps grins and begins to laugh too. It's good to see Clay laugh like this.

"So, shut up loudmouth... and give us a hug."

[mute-clay.livejournal.com]

Clay puts both arms around Weps and gives him a long, warm hug. He smells nice. He closes his eyes, just for a little bit, to enjoy the feeling.

[peter-weps-ince.livejournal.com]

Weps sighs and kisses Clay's hair, returning the embrace.

"Mmm, that's what I call a hug... you feel so warm and good... you always did - and I reckon you always will..."

[mute-clay.livejournal.com]

Clay nuzzles Weps' neck a little, his lips brushing warm skin. It's not a kiss he tells himself. SO it's all right.

[peter-weps-ince.livejournal.com]

Weps sighs at the moth like touch of Clay's mouth on his skin - in truth it's a bit more of a moan as he reflexively pulls Clay closer, rubbing his cheek against the unruly blond hair.

[wild-callie.livejournal.com]

"Hello Clay," Callie's voice on the phone sounds a little quieter than her usual. "Just wanted to know how you were. Wanted to hear your voice. And also, if I can come visiting in a couple of days?"

[mute-clay.livejournal.com]

Clay's eyes stay closed as he relaxes into the touch, feeling the heat of Weps' body pressed against his own.