[1x1] [Peggy_ & lunar mantis .]

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He moved to the living room as he waited for Damon to take his shower, looking around the room until the other boy appeared again. Isaiah raised an eyebrow at Damon's choice of shirt. "I'll take the shirt's word for it," he commented, walking past him to leave the room. He paused in the doorway, turning to look at the demon again. "Goodnight," Isaiah smiled at him, before heading towards the bedroom.

He rummaged in the drawer for some pajamas, finding some that luckily didn't have any strange phrases on them. After changing, Isaiah opened the bedroom door a bit, not particularly liking sleeping with doors closed. Satisfied with his sleeping conditions, Isaiah turned the light off and got into the bed, curling up on his side under the covers. Exhausted after the events of the evening, it didn't take the angel too long to fall asleep, even if he was in a strange new place.

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Damon

He had gotten up and made breakfast setting it out before he walked out onto the balcony to smoke leaning over the rail watching the people scurry below as the smoke trailed from the end of his cigarette and he sighed out smoke. He really was in the middle ground, where good and evil mingled and now he was sharing an apartment with the embodiment of good. He sighed out more smoke before closing his eyes trying to calm his nerves to nothing, he was a steel statue, all Isaiah was a way for him to get back into heaven, nothing more and nothing less.

He listened to the early morning sounds of the city, car horns, people shouting into cell phones. The smell of musk filled the air and Damon leaned back finishing the last of his cigarette but opted not to head inside just yet. He pulled out another cigarette and lit it sighing out softly

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Isaiah dreamed of falling for a long time, although he woke up with a start before he could hit the ground. When we woke he was shaky and disoriented, confused about where he was. However, memories of last night came flooding back to him, and he relaxed again, sitting up and rubbing sleep from his tired eyes. Slowly, he slipped out of bed and got dressed - he was still aching, but not as much as he had been last night. Once he was dressed, Isaiah wandered out of the room, poking his head into the kitchen and noticing that breakfast was laid out, but Damon wasn't in the kitchen.

He padded out of the kitchen to find Damon, and spotted the other boy outside on the balcony. "Good morning," Isaiah smiled, stepping outside to stand next to him. "Did you sleep well? I hope the couch wasn't uncomfortable," he continued, leaning over the railing so that he could peer down at the street below.

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Damon

He had been lost in thought before Isaiah’s voice broke his concentration and he jumped coughing on the cigarette as he hit his chest, “Yeah...I slept great. How about you?” He leaned on the railing before sticking the cigarette in an ashtray on the balcony. He looked back at the people scrambling below and his face fell, “Absolutely pathetic” He mumbled, “Scrambling like bugs....someone needs to stomp them down”

He looked up and pushed his hair from his hair, “Ready for breakfast?” He pushed off the railing and walked inside grabbing some orange juice from the fridge, “You like orange juice, apple juice, or champagne?” He chuckled softly as he took down glasses and set them on the counter.

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"I slept good," Isaiah nodded. Other than his dream, he hadn't had a bad night. He rested his arms on the railing, continuing to watch the people below as Damon mumbled about them. Isaiah didn't think there was anything wrong with them; they were just going about their day. The angel didn't comment on it, though, and simply stood up straight and looked at him. "Yeah," he nodded with a smile, turning to follow Damon back into the kitchen.

He watched as Damon took the juice from the fridge, and then laughed softly at his question. "It's a bit early for champagne... for me, anyway," Isaiah grinned at him. "I'll just have orange juice, please."

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Damon

”Never to early for champagne darling” But he poured the orange juice into two glasses and sat down sliding one to Isaiah, “Glad you slept well. I figured eggs and bacon would be a good breakfast” He took a bit of the eggs and smiled, “At least it’s ok” He sat up straight and leaned on his hand, “How does going to see me work today Sound? I promise I have an interesting job. Yes I have a job.”

He took a bite of bacon and a sip of orange juice, “I work on Broadway as a Dancer.” He snorted, his eyes were brighter than the previous day, “It’s a really fun job and there’s some really cool spirits lurking around. Famous people, I’ve even gotten to meet George Washington.”

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"Maybe not for you," Isaiah laughed, before moving to sit down at the table. He chewed on a piece of bacon and listened curiously while Damon talked about his job. "You're a dancer?" Isaiah asked, his head tilted to the side slightly. "Sure, I'd love to see that," he added with a smile, and then reached over to pick up his glass. He took a sip of his orange juice, before placing the glass back down and continuing to speak. "That does sound interesting. Maybe I'll meet someone famous, too."

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Damon

He smiled, it was most definitely real. “Yeah I’m a Dancer. It’s a lot of fun and a great stress release. Opening night is tonight I could score you a ticket.” He smiled finishing up his food and taking care of his dish, he looked at his watch, “I hear Lennon is still around the town.” He blinked, “I’m gonna be late so I’m gonna shower real quick and get dressed.”

He ran to the back room at almost lightning speed as getting ready, apparently it was dress rehearsal as he came out dressed like some 1920’s newsboy, dusty shirt, dusty vest and dark pants with a cap, “Good style for a demon huh?”

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Isaiah nodded eagerly. "That'd be great. Thank you," he smiled, before finishing off the last of his food. "...Lennon?" he echoed, not knowing who that was. The angel had been a bit shut off from the world while in Heaven. He was pretty unfamiliar with most things down here.

While Damon went to have a shower, Isaiah cleared up his plate and glass. He turned to look Damon over when he came back. "Yeah, you look good," he grinned.

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”Yeah no problem darling” he smiled and sighed, “He’s a famous guy from a band.” He laughed and grabbed his car keys, “So I’m either going to ask if you’re ready or I’m going to ask how long it’ll take you to get ready” He smiled, “You can take your pick”

He made sure he had everything his phone his music, his headphones, car keys, wallet. Everything cuss hew as gonna bea the theatre until the show that night,