#berlioz .

[toulxuse]

Same restaurant. Same booth. By coincidence, same waitress. The regular catch ups between Berlioz and Toulouse had certainly made the older brother feel a lot better about their relationship. He liked to think they were quite close. “Normal?” Tully looked at his brother over the menu. “Unless you want to order something different it is the New Year after all.” | @ofarpeggios

[toulxuse]

Toulouse watched with a smug grin on his face as his brother slid into the booth across from him. It had never been intentionally but they’d fallen into the habit of always visiting the same place, always sitting in the same booth. This time, Toulouse wasn’t turning up after a hook up. “How are you B?” Toulouse had arranged the meeting to inform his brother of his love life update. “How’s Timothy?” As he spoke, he grabbed the menus and placed on in front of each of them. | @ofarpeggios

[toulxuse]

Where else would the boys be meeting than at their normal place in their normal booth? Toulouse sat down with a huff. This time, he was the one a couple of minutes late. “I’m so sorry,” He rolled his eyes. “Work is absolutely being a pain at the minute. They’re driving me insane.” || @ofarpeggios

[toulxuse]

✪ berlioz

meme: our muses are stuck in an elevator together | @ofarpeggios

As the elevator jolted to a stop, Toulouse stumbled slightly. One hand quickly grabbed for the railing. A frown spread across his face at the exact same time. “No,” He whined with a roll of his eyes. The lights began to flicker. A single ominous red light lit up instead now. “Can you believe this?” Toulouse laughed and looked over to his brother. “Are you alright?” He asked as he let go of the railing and pressed the button to call someone a couple of times. “We’ll get this sorted. It’ll be okay.”

[toulxuse]

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