Connor was up early that morning, and not by chance either. He had special plans for the morning and it required him to be up early. And while the idea of making breakfast for Cutter was nice and romantic the idea of dealing with a trashed kitchen in the aftermath was less so. That was why Connor had already made plans for Valentine's Day breakfast- A delivery of fresh pastries, coffee, and of course chocolate and flowers had all been delivered early that morning. In fact, Connor was just putting the finishing touches on the card and getting everything set up on the table for when Cutter woke up. It all looked good, he just hoped Cutter liked everything.

It was that time of the year again, but for once, despite everything going on, Connor was looking forward to Christmas this year. Sure they were staring down house arrest right after, but he and Cutter got to celebrate Christmas together. That made it all worthwhile.

So, after a quick chat with Becker just to catch up and see how the team was doing back home, Connor started pulling out the boxes of decorations from the closet so he and Cutter could get started with decorating.

"Oiy Rex! Careful there mate" Connor said with a small laugh as he looked over and saw Rex sitting in one of the boxes he had just opened, burrowing into the garland and tinsel as he chirped happily. He tilted his head at Connor and chirped as if to say 'What, I'm helping!' before he disappeared in the box again.

Connor shook his head and smiled. "Well looks like Rex is already getting into the holiday spirit!" he said to himself.


(post is for the roommate boyfriend this eveneing- but anyone can stop by if they want to chat or anything!)

After their talk the other day, Connor and Cutter decided it was as good a time as any to start the process of moving Cutter into Connor's flat. They had made a few trips back and forth already and there was only a little left of the basics to get moved over. Connor set the bags down on the floor by the couch and looked back towards the door where Cutter was bringing in a few of the boxes of non-anomaly research-related papers and books.

"Need a hand there Nick? I got a spot here on the table for the books and all." Connor couldn't help but smile as he looked over at Cutter. "And I got the extra mattress pulled out and set up in the study for you. We... we can work on getting it set up better for you if you want to stay there and have your own space and all" Connor said, feeling his cheeks flush a little at that. "Rex has been spending a lot of time in the living room curled up in his favorite spot on the couch since it's been getting cooler lately, so you won't have to worry about him trying to steal the blankets or anything..."

And Connor closed his mouth with an almost audible snap as he realized he was rambling... again.


(For Cutter who has been modded with permission)

It was a late night for Connor even as the sun was setting and likely most of Fandom was settling down for the night. He was used to the late nights, having always been somewhat of a night owl. And with his first online class at Uni having started, he was already jumping in with both fees. It was a short, fluff 4-week biology review class. But Connor figured it was a good way to jump back into the whole student mindset and persona and get back into the swing of things.

So with a cold soda in hand, his book propped up beside his laptop at the kitchen counter, he was busy working on the first module for the class. On the plate beside him were several leftover slices of the pizza he had made for his and Cutter’s lunch and study session. He, of course, had sent some home with Cutter, but four large pizzas were actually enough to leave them both with some leftovers to enjoy later that evening, it seemed.

Rex was curled up on the couch, sound asleep with Connor’s hoodie still firmly in his possession. Connor chuckled as he watched Rex for a moment then got back to his work. He really hoped it wouldn't take him much longer to finish the module, he had been wanting to play the new video game he had bought over a week ago and hadn’t managed to play at all just yet.

What? He might be going back to Uni, but he still liked to have fun now and then!

(Post up early for timezone playing ease)

 Connor was already beginning to regret the decision to go drinking that night. His head was pounding and even the light inside the apartment complex seemed far too bright. It wasnt one of his smarter moves, but Connor hadn't been able to just sit in the apartment and stew any longer. The drinks had helped take the edge off of things, numb the pain for a little while at least. Now maybe he would be able to sleep for once... if he was lucky.

Muttering to himself as he got up to his floor, Connor fished the keys out of his pocket and headed for his flat. But he stopped short in the hallway as he looked towards his flat and to the all-too-familiar one across the hall. Was that... Nick?


(For the ex- who has been gently modded with permission!) 

Connor thought class had gone fairly well that morning, considering what dinosaur they were focusing on and all that.

So, he was feeling pretty good when he got back to his flat and got to work on the project he had set up for himself that day- continuing to go through all his stuff and sort through things and figure out what all he had and what he actually wanted or needed to keep.

As he pulled out yet another box of comics and a tote bag full of games and accessories he once again wondered how he had managed to accumulate so much stuff. He looked over at Rex who was all curled up in his favorite spot on the couch.

"Glad one of us is able to just sleep the day away, mate" he said with a laugh and a fond smile.

Connor got up and pulled another box out of the closet and then sat down in the middle of the room and started going through the contents. He had his laptop beside him and a cup of coffee. The door to the flat was open in case anyone wanted to stop by for a chat.


(Expecting the boyfriend but anyone else is welcome to stop by as well!)

It had been a busy day for Connor already, and he hadn't even had a class to deal with like Cutter had. But he DID have a lot to keep busy with to make sure everything today went according to plan.

After their talk last week, Connor had made arrangements for a little day trip to the mainland. He had something special planned and had somehow managed to keep it a secret from Cutter until now. He looked down at the pamphlet to the small museum he had found.

It sounded like someplace Cutter would enjoy. Connor just hoped he was right and resisted the urge to fiddle with his gloves as he waited for Cutter to meet him so they could catch the portal he had set up for them.



(For that guy. That they met to go on a date is okay but rest once they catch their portal is, of course, NFB due to distance.)

So the Christmas Rager had been quite the success as far as Connor was concerned. Cutter had showed up, which he had been pleasantly surprised to see. And there had been a good number of jello shots and punch and food and... well if he was honest, he had lost track of everything he had ate and drank during the course of the night.

Somehow... don't ask for details, he couldn't give them if he had tried... Connor and Cutter had made it at least to their floor after the party at some point. That much Connor was aware of because at some point he had woken up with a raging headache to find he was laying sprawled on the bed, fully dressed.

Taking more time than what it should have, Connor made it out of bed and into the living room. "Cutter? You here, Mate?" he called out.





(expecting one for post-party regrets, but anyone is free to stop by if they wish)

Connor was not at all nervous as the evening approached. Pffft what was there to be nervous or worried about? It wasn't like he had spent most of the day cleaning up the apartment and making sure everything was in order. And he certainly had not actually gotten the vacuum out or anything. It was just Michael, coming over, to his apartment, for a date.... Nothing to be nervous about at all!

"Shit, did I put the gin in the fridge yet?" Connor muttered as he ran to the kitchen, breathing a sigh of relief to discover yes, everything was in the fridge nice and chilled and good to go.

"Get yourself together mate," Connor said shaking his head. "It's a date. You have had those before. This is fine... this is good... you got this."

Never mind that Connor did not have the best track record with dates- regardless of who they were with or what the pretense was. That was neither here nor there. No point in jinxing anything!

Glancing at the clock, Connor did one last rundown on his checklist- Gin and ice for the drinks were ready to go in the kitchen. There was (hopefully) enough pizza that had been picked up and was waiting on the counter. The dining room table was covered with papers, maps, and a couple of boxes of documents. The TV and game system was set up with several handwaved games just in case. And the couch was even clear of the seemingly ever-present pile of laundry.

Connor knew the date was more than just 'research' at least, he hoped it would be more than anomaly talk and research some of the time. He was human after all. He had eyes. And right now those eyes were looking at himself in the mirror, making sure he looked ok. Or ya know, as decent as Connor Temple could. He had gone with a semi usual look, for the most part. Minus the fedora.

And with everything in place, and being as ready as he could be, all Connor had left to do was wait for Michael, and try not to wear a hole in the floor in the process.




(Waiting for the guy...)