"Trust me Michael, I'm doing a lot of thinking." His hand rubbed at his shoulder a bit shifting his shirt against his upper arm, "Not all of it makes sense mind you, but still... thinking."
They continued walking getting close to the soda machine, LJ's request still present in his mind, and Kate as well. The fact that she had helped, and that she seemed to get along with LJ, it made Lincoln think a bit further than he knew he should. Meeting Michael's glance for a moment he recognized that smirk from growing up and knew he was in for something.
Sure enough Michael ribbed him about his admiration of Kate in his shirt. Lincoln laughed a bit and sent a playful punch toward his brother's shoulder, "Right... what was her name? Amanda Petrov- Petrovski? Something like that. Got her in that fuzzy pink sweater... *very* healthy look in my eyes from that."
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Date: 2006-10-30 06:26 am (UTC)They continued walking getting close to the soda machine, LJ's request still present in his mind, and Kate as well. The fact that she had helped, and that she seemed to get along with LJ, it made Lincoln think a bit further than he knew he should. Meeting Michael's glance for a moment he recognized that smirk from growing up and knew he was in for something.
Sure enough Michael ribbed him about his admiration of Kate in his shirt. Lincoln laughed a bit and sent a playful punch toward his brother's shoulder, "Right... what was her name? Amanda Petrov- Petrovski? Something like that. Got her in that fuzzy pink sweater... *very* healthy look in my eyes from that."