09-11-2018, 05:38 AM
For a while, Larry thought this might be difficult to do, being fully comfortable around another man such as Aryin. In a way, he did get what he drunkenly wanted. A night of eager ambition might have turned into a lifetime. He eased into a proper space on the bed. While he did not drift away to sleep as quick as Aryin did, it did eventually overwhelm him. There was a soothing comfort in just laying with the police officer for once.
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As the days passed, it was quite apparent they could not withhold this anymore. Aryin was going to brave his father and Larry, regardless of how it turned out or not, would support him by coming forth with the information and taking responsibility. He had casually skipped his morning class just for them to inform Romeo of what should be good news. Larry had felt more or less the same that morning, however. He had a little dizziness here and there, but nothing that he thought good and proper rest could not solve. He had hardly been getting much of it given studying and other activities by and from the boss himself.
“Of course I’m ready,” he announced. “More ready than I’ll ever be.”
Larry did in fact know where Romeo was exactly at that day. He led Aryin outside, walking towards the vineyard and greenhouse among the mansion. Romeo liked to see what he eat and drink for the day and in this case, a morning mimosa and fruit was the first thing on his mind. It gave him a sense of knowing that nobody spiked his food in any form. He opened the door to the greenhouse, casually announcing “Morning, Mister Ancelotti. There’s something that needs to be brought up.”
He always minded his manners. He awaited for Romeo to turn around, to take in the sights of his own son and Larry. What could be so pressing that Larry would defy his personal wishes? He might have had a slight clue, that was for sure.
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As the days passed, it was quite apparent they could not withhold this anymore. Aryin was going to brave his father and Larry, regardless of how it turned out or not, would support him by coming forth with the information and taking responsibility. He had casually skipped his morning class just for them to inform Romeo of what should be good news. Larry had felt more or less the same that morning, however. He had a little dizziness here and there, but nothing that he thought good and proper rest could not solve. He had hardly been getting much of it given studying and other activities by and from the boss himself.
“Of course I’m ready,” he announced. “More ready than I’ll ever be.”
Larry did in fact know where Romeo was exactly at that day. He led Aryin outside, walking towards the vineyard and greenhouse among the mansion. Romeo liked to see what he eat and drink for the day and in this case, a morning mimosa and fruit was the first thing on his mind. It gave him a sense of knowing that nobody spiked his food in any form. He opened the door to the greenhouse, casually announcing “Morning, Mister Ancelotti. There’s something that needs to be brought up.”
He always minded his manners. He awaited for Romeo to turn around, to take in the sights of his own son and Larry. What could be so pressing that Larry would defy his personal wishes? He might have had a slight clue, that was for sure.