Family Matters

[cipherspeak]

It wasn't like it was actually a rule, but somehow it'd become habit that when Elisha had the door to his studio closed. If he was honest with himself - which he was for most things, but avoided for a few others - it was probably because he had a tendency to snap when he was interrupted.

In any case, it had the often welcome consequence of uninterrupted quiet whenever he wanted, and he sighed a little as he started his coffee pot and wandered towards one of the unfinished canvas. Needless to say, the sharp knock at the door was a surprise.

"Yeah?" He said.

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[cipherspeak]

Easier said than done, Elisha thought, but he just forced a half smile on his face. "It didn't have time," he said dryly. "I was interrupted pretty quickly. What are we having? And Micah does realize that our kitchen doesn't stay kosher very long, right?"

He didn't respond to the last part of Hadyn's statement, though, because he didn't doubt that Ty loved them both. He just doubted that he wanted them as anything other than figures on the edges of his real life.

[unmaskedheart]

"Oh....I don't know. Hashbrowns, something...else. I don't really remember the various things he mentioned, but Izak assures me it taste well enough." He said, with a shrug. "And I assume he knows it won't stay kosher. He does live with Izak." He didn't say it, but it was perhaps ironic that the two members of the family who tried hardest to remain kosher...was Ty and Elisha.

"Come on, then." He said as he stood. "Lets try to have some holiday cheer. We could go look at the lights tonight." Something.