How Green Becomes Wood

"I don't think I'm attractive, I think I'm just a project," Milo grumbled, "I'm, um, aesthetic at best. Like those restaurants influencers only go to because they can take good pictures."
 
"Right. You're a project, and I come from a very grassroots family," Peter said mildly.

Alec laughed and reached over to pat Milo's shoulder. "Never mind all of this. Just remember that if you want to, dating in person is now an option. Like getting a job. Or a pet! Or a larger vehicle than a bike, like those moped things. Or planting a garden."
 
"We don't really have a big enough yard for a garden," Milo said, "but it's weird to suddenly have options and possibilities. I've spent so much time thinking about when I'd have to leave, it's strange to not have to think about that anymore."
 
Alec smiled at him. "Just... please give us a heads up before abandoning us to the Grey Havens."

Xander grunted. "I you pull a Frodo and are like, bye guys! I swear I'll swim out to the boat and kick your ass."
 
"I like Pom Poko," Peter said with a slight smirk. "That one's my favorite, and Porko Rosso, but Spirited Away is excellent. Which Ghibli do you think is the best one to introduce them to? Not Pom Poko. That's for sure. Maybe Nausica?"
 
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