TJ knocked a few times, the lack of response testing his patience. Worry lanced through him and that knot in his chest sank to his stomach. He waited shortly before trying to door, hoping Elliot hadn't bothered to lock it when TJ walked out. Thankfully, he hadn't. The worry expanded when he didn't immediately see Elliot still seated on the couch or at his computer. Panic clawed at his inside and left him cold before he finally caught sight of Elliot wedged into that little nook.
TJ rushed over, crouching down slightly to the side (so as not to box him in), and gingerly reached out to put a hand on his shoulder. "Elliot?"
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Date: 2016-10-05 04:53 am (UTC)TJ rushed over, crouching down slightly to the side (so as not to box him in), and gingerly reached out to put a hand on his shoulder. "Elliot?"