Alex moved in a little closer, too, and he didn't have the excuse that he was being shoved into it. "Best I think you can do is move out of old man category. Not fifteen minutes and I think you're stuck in the mostly strange box."
He smiled suddenly, a real one that was wider than the smirks and quick grinds he'd been giving up to now. "Good thing I like strange. I did grow up in a town where my first job was at the alien theater-slash-museum." Better to stay on that part of the conversation than to explain that he'd grown up in a war zone and that he'd had joy for a little while. Joy he'd sabotaged for Michael's own good. He hoped.
"But out of curiosity, what did you think you'd be able to do to move out if it?"
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Date: 2019-03-18 04:25 am (UTC)He smiled suddenly, a real one that was wider than the smirks and quick grinds he'd been giving up to now. "Good thing I like strange. I did grow up in a town where my first job was at the alien theater-slash-museum." Better to stay on that part of the conversation than to explain that he'd grown up in a war zone and that he'd had joy for a little while. Joy he'd sabotaged for Michael's own good. He hoped.
"But out of curiosity, what did you think you'd be able to do to move out if it?"