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Returns...
::smiles at Nick, and gives him a kiss as he leaves, heading out to grab some lunch. he sighs, and rakes his hands through his hair, glancing towards the laptop, open to his email. wanders over to it, and sits, his fingertips rub over the keys, and he nods to himself, clicking "reply" and typing::
Lance,
Hey. How are you? Been pretty scarce, huh? You. Me. Justin busy with his tour shit and all. Tell him I said hi or something.
Fuck. That's gay, isn't it? "Tell him hi." Jesus. Don't tell him I said hi. I'll tell him myself. Soon.
See ... I think we all gotta hang out sometime. You, me, Justin, and Nick. Get together. Hang out. Talk. About the albums, about cats, about life.
It was good hearing from you. I should have called. I should call, but I've been busy. No, not really. I've just been an asshole about returning anybody's calls. I'll call you soon. So we can hang out. ALL of us.
Lance ... I got news. Yeah. Face to face type of news.
I love you, Lance. And I love Justin. Tell him that for me? I do. I do care. I'm sorry things got fucked up with all of us, but I'm not sorry about the way things have turned out. I'm happy now, you know? That's incredible. Being with you two was one awesome chapter in my life, but I've turned that page now, and a new chapter is beginning.
I want you guys to meet him, to really meet him, and get to know him, so you can see why I fell for him. Just so you guys know he's a great guy too.
Alright, I'm rambling and shit. I love you, Lanceypants. And JuJu too. Take care of yourself.
Love,
Josh
::he clicks "send" and looks up quickly, just as Nick enters the door, his grin bright, holding up the bags of food, and stands, walking over. wraps his arms around him, pulling him close for a hug, and whispers into his ear::
I love you, baby.
::he smiles at Nick's smile, and messes up his hair, and wanders back into the living area, to eat::
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