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Elliot was in a good mood. He still kept his hood up, blocking out the majority of the world's sights and sounds and narrowing his focus to what was in front of him but he didn't feel so pressed in. It was a good day for him. He had those sometimes. The really good day where he was sure that what he felt was something akin to true happiness.

And this was the first time he'd been spending one of those days with TJ. TJ had seen him at some of his worst so he figured, he was worth sharing this sort of day with. Between the subway and the walking it'd taken about an hour to get to TJ's place after the last text.

When he got inside and up to TJ's floor he lightly knocked on the door, before he pull down his hood. His face was relaxed and even a slight smile accented his resting expression today.

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Thankfully being a Friday night in New York, it took eternity for the pizza to come. Elliot may have passed the delivery guy in the lobby. TJ was just trying to shove the overlarge box into oven to keep it warm when the second knock came. Elliot, of course. TJ put the pizza on the counter instead and made his way to the door.

“Perfect timing,” he quipped in greeting. “Food just arrived. Come in. You wanna beer?”