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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2015 1:57 am
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Sawyer Loupohl ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦The door opened, a young boy glaring angrily at whomever was there. He grunted that Sawyer was in the kitchen, then moved aside so Cecil could walk in. Inside the suite, there was a small kitchen, a living room, two bedrooms, and a dining room. It was more like an apartment, to be honest, but Sawyer would be quick to disagree. Standing in the kitchen was Sawyer, wearing a white apron around his waist with a dishtowel over his shoulder. The whole suite smelled delicious, like chicken and spices, and Sawyer was happily whistling to himself as he carefully trickled wine over a pan. Spying Cecil over his shoulder, he turned and smiled. " Hey, you're early," he said, gesturing to a small pile of ingredients. " I was actually about to put all of this on hold to head to the store." Wiping his hands on the dish towel, he walked over to Cecil. ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2015 2:07 am
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There was tension between Cecil and Parker, and he was sure it wouldn't go away for a while. Hopefully Sawyer would be a good distraction. He walked towards the kitchen, surprised to see the usually uptight lawyer so cheerful and, well, like a chef. Whatever he was cooking, it already smelled amazing. As he heard about the store, Cecil shook one hand. "Oh, I could go since I'm technically early." he offered. "I needed to pick some stuff up, anyway. Uh, what do you need?" he asked as he gazed over at all the ingredients. What could Sawyer be making? A Thanksgiving feast?"YOU'RE UNDER ARREST!"
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2015 2:22 am
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2015 3:50 pm
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Sawyer Loupohl ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦Upon returning to the hotel suite, Sawyer somehow managed to save the food that was almost on fire and served an excellent dinner, albeit a little dry. He kept things lighthearted, smiling and joking around. His good mood transferred even to Parker, who allowed himself to be pushed teasingly and even offered up his own jokes. Finding the night to be a success, Sawyer sent Parker to bed around 11:30, then poured himself and Cecil both glasses of wine. Handing Cecil his glass, Sawyer sat down on the couch. " Thank you for coming to dinner, Cecil," he said, raising his glass before taking a sip. ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2015 2:53 pm
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Sawyer Loupohl ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦" Yeah, yeah, I'm amazing, I know," he joked, sipping from his glass and leaning back. " Anyway, I get it. You just needed a little push to remember how great you are. I'm always happy to help." He looked down to his wine, took a long sip before setting it down on the side table. " So, that reminds me, are you going to return to your position permanently?" he asked, eyes drifting to the bottle in the kitchen every now and then. ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2015 11:49 pm
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Sawyer Loupohl ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦He laughed, shaking his head. " Oh Cecil, I'm a single father with a teenage son and just so happen to be based in New York City. If I can't cook, what good am I?" He joked, reaching for his glass to take another sip. After hearing the question, he lowered his wine and looked down at the glass. " I don't really know. I'm supposed to stay until the end of the year, but my partners at the firm said that I can stay a little while longer. Honestly, though, there really isn't much keeping me here. I don't have family here, or a lover. It's really just me and Parker." He took a long sip, then sighed. He didn't really want to leave now that he had friends, but he honestly wasn't a reason for him to stay. ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦
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Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2015 12:09 am
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Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2015 12:28 am
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Sawyer Loupohl ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦Sawyer didn't move, staring at Cecil with wide eyes. " Y-you want me to kiss you?" he asked, thinking this over for a minute. They were coworkers, but also friends. He made out with a bunch of his friends in high school. Shrugging and nodding, he set his glass down, then moved closer to Cecil. " Okay, let's do this." once they were close enough, his hands slid upwards and cupped the officer's face, closing the distance between them and closing his eyes as they kissed. The kiss itself was passionate, yet tender, Sawyer's lips parting and his tongue prodding at Cecil's lower lip before long, asking for permission to deepen the kiss further. ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦
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