Gerard looks up at him, eyes bright. "I am being sensible," he says, head tipping against Michael's shoulder. "Give it a year and ladies will be lining up to have a chance with you." He hasn't thought about it yet, exactly, what it's really going to entail.
He sighs, staring out at the beach, the birds that have started to peck curiously at his paints, abandoned in the sand. "Hang on--" and he slides off the wall easily, sliding down the sandy hill to the beach.
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Date: 2008-02-28 06:28 am (UTC)He sighs, staring out at the beach, the birds that have started to peck curiously at his paints, abandoned in the sand. "Hang on--" and he slides off the wall easily, sliding down the sandy hill to the beach.