He waved his arm around, trying to clear the smoke. "Yeah," he said gently, shuffling forward just a bit. "I uh," he smoothed a hand over his hair, it was getting a bit longer, almost nearing the time for another shave but he hadn't been in the mood for personal grooming lately, not even his five o'clock shadow had been touched lately. "Still got a taste for the green," he grinned. "And you still dress like a trucker," he teased.
Izzy stood motionless, just trying to take it all in as he looked across the room at her. It hadn't been that long had it? It felt like forever since they had stood together in his room with any semblance of normalcy. "I missed the hell outta you," he finally cracked, trying to stifle a little cry by covering his mouth.
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