[It's hot, today. Hot enough that Steven's finally forgoing trousers and button downs, and borrowed some of Marc's things; a faded, second-hand t-shirt and some pale cargo shorts. He waits outside for Quentin, ambling up and down the sidewalk, and lights up when he comes into view.]
Hi, pet. [A hand reaches out for Quentin's face, brushing a thumb against his cheek, when he's close enough.]
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[It's hot, today. Hot enough that Steven's finally forgoing trousers and button downs, and borrowed some of Marc's things; a faded, second-hand t-shirt and some pale cargo shorts. He waits outside for Quentin, ambling up and down the sidewalk, and lights up when he comes into view.]
Hi, pet. [A hand reaches out for Quentin's face, brushing a thumb against his cheek, when he's close enough.]