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"Would you like some more tea?" Holiday offered, getting up to refresh her own cup. Rex shook his head, wondering if the question was an invitation for further discussion Rex decided to end the conversation here. "No, thanks though, for everything. You've helped me figure some things out and given me more to think about. Though the next time you feel the need to unravel my love life with an ambush talk, don't." He added, hopping up to his feet. Holiday laughed lightly and shook her head. "No can do, Rex." "What? Why not?" She grinned at him and shrugged her shoulders. "Consider it a big sister's privilege." Rex pressed his lips together,

"Do you really believe that?" The pain in her big brown eye made Rex's heart constrict. He knew that pinched looked wasn't just caused by him, it was her way of expressing her desire to help him as well. She wanted to fix this, but there was nothing she could do or say that Rex hadn't thought and dismissed until he landed on the conclusion of keeping everything he felt in the dark. He hadn't meant to hurt her with his answer, but there was no way to avoid that without lying to her, too, and he just couldn't handle doing that right now. Maybe, if he was a stronger person, or if she never cornered him in the first place...He didn't allow himsel

"Would you like some tea? I feel like having tea," Holiday said getting up from her chair. Moving towards the kitchenette area she rinsed out the electric kettle before filling it and plugging it in. Leaning against the counter as waited for the water to boil she studied Rex. "While we wait for tea we can discuss your options." "Options?" As far as Rex saw it he didn't have any. "Yes. What are your options?" "Um, let's see. I don't say anything and I'm safe, but miserable. I say something and he is so repulsed by me that he never wants to see me again." "Or things work out for you," Holiday supplied. Rex sniffed. "Even if by some miracle

How long does a crush last? Does it depend on how close you are to the object of our obsession? Will it fade or grow with distance? Do you silently worship them from afar, analyzing every gesture they make? Or perhaps you are one of the unlucky souls who have the added torture of having to interact with your crush on a regular basis. That's the category I've recently found myself in whenever Noah enters the same room. I become hyper aware of him, of how near or far he is from me. Him. God, where do I even start with the problems that arise from that pronoun? It's become so distracting. Unfortunately, I haven't matured enough to know how t

They were standing in line, waiting for the staff of the movie theater to finishing cleaning up after the previous crowd's mess when it dawned on Noah that he might have misunderstood something. He looked over at Rex who was busy tossing popcorn high in the air and angling his head in the right position so it landed in his mouth. "Rex," he whispered harshly, gaining the EVO's attention. "Yeah?" Rex said looking at Noah, the newest kernel of popcorn landing in his hair. "Is this…a- Are we on a date?" Rex ran a hand over the top of his head, brushing the popcorn out of his hair. "Yeah," he answered casually. "For real?" Rex tipped h

There's something to be said about older brothers. Having two in Caesar and Six, Rex had plenty to say. First Rex found lube and a box of condoms in his sock drawer courtesy of Caesar. Then he survived the highly embarrassing STD lecture from Six,which they both agreed they could've gone their whole lives without having. But Rex put his foot down when they both insisted on chaperoning when Noah asked him to senior prom. They were both cool and crazy and Rex loved them. But when it came to his love life Rex wished he was an only child.

"Thanks for the lift guys," Rex waves at the two Providence agents which got landed with the sweet jig of dropping him off in front of the Nixon residence. He smiles when they wave back. Rex knows he can be a handful. He is well aware having to deal with his rebelliousness isn't a dream job for any agent, so he tries to be on his best behavior when he can. Using the spare key under the fake eucalyptus plant, Rex opens the front door and goes off in search of Noah. He finds him in the backyard, tending to the garden, weeding and wielding a small knife to cut off dead or eaten through leaves which weren't easy enough to pull off. "Hey Noe. I