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A long lost dimple reveled itself on the right side of Oleanders face as he was greeted happily by the man on the other end of the line. No matter how many times he tried he simply couldn't keep himself from grinning as the conversation speedily grew until it seemed like the large gap in time hadn't been there at all. Lord, he forgot just how much he missed this kid. Small quips and playful banter were tossed back and forth between the two for a while, slowly building up Olli's courage to get to the his intimate point. So. He broke a small pause in conversation I'm in town and I was wondering if you were free today so we can kick it or something. I only have today though, I'm planning on heading back out of town tomorrow sometime, I just stopped in to say check in on my mums. He lied, well nit entirely, he had stopped by the cemetery to see his mother that day. Why wouldn't he lie? I mean, really? What was he suppose to say. My mom died about 2 weeks before dropped off of the face of the earth and I've been slumming out the streets ever since. But hey if you wanna kick it then I've got all of the time in the world. The very idea made him want to hang up and never contact the man again. So he embellished a bit. At the sound of the hesitation in Luca's voice his heat drooped and out of habit he pulled his bottom lip between his teeth and kept quite. He knew this was a lost cause, he didn't even know why he got his hopes up but as the other continued that hidden dimple reappeared at the side of his face and he felt himself brighten again. Food sounds amazing right now He said as he suddenly remembered the growing emptiness in the bottom of his stomach. How long had it been since he last ate anything, 2 three days? Just tell me where you are and I'll come to you. He said cheerfully as he searched his side bag for something to write with. He quickly jotted down the directions down on his palm and before he knew it he was off in seach of his new friend. It seemed like it was only a matter of moments before he was rounding the corner to the apartments he had been directed too. He looked around curiously finding the area to be a lot less intimidating then he had imagined it to be. It wasn't the worst area out there, he had certainly seen worse but with the way things had been going for Luca before they parted he had figured he would have been living in some fancy Penthouse in The Castro or something of that nature. Nevertheless, he wasn't one to judge although he did check the smeared directions a few times fearing that he had been intentionally lead in the wrong diction. Slowly he took his path up a flight of stares and down the concrete deck until he came to the door Room 107 He mumbled quietly to himself as he looked around anxiously. His hands briskly brushed over his clothing a few times in a hopeless attempt to fix himself up a bit. He suddenly felt horrible self-conscious. He took the time to recognize the fact that he probably looked horribly scrawny compared to the last time the man had seen him and the fact that his hair was over grown and messy, his cloths were unwashed and beginning to fall apart. He hesitated a bit before he knocked a few times a waited at the door for an answer. As the door opened and the other man's registered in his mind as the old friend he had left behind years ago, he smiled brightly and before he could stop himself he found that he was being propelled forward by some unknown force. Luca! He called as he pulled the man in to an embrace.