Ronan bears the shove with a grin, happy for Noah's smile, easy and warm after so many weeks of cold, quiet stares.
Making sure he has his wallet, Ronan follows Noah, Copper, and Adam out the door. He glances at Adam at the mention of his birthday, wondering what that might be like, if it'll feel any different now that they are whatever it is they are.
If this thing will still even exist then.
"Dude, you haven't been the right age for seven years," Ronan points out, his tone teasing.
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Date: 2016-04-23 08:06 pm (UTC)Making sure he has his wallet, Ronan follows Noah, Copper, and Adam out the door. He glances at Adam at the mention of his birthday, wondering what that might be like, if it'll feel any different now that they are whatever it is they are.
If this thing will still even exist then.
"Dude, you haven't been the right age for seven years," Ronan points out, his tone teasing.