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Elias had been going for breakfast, when he noticed James wasn't moving. He blinked for a moment, before catching on. James was waiting for permission. As that thought sunk in, he smirked to himself. That was just cute. He leaned one elbow on the table, resting his cheek on his fist, just watching James for a moment. The other looked cute, all eager and trying to hold back. He'd draw this out a little, just for fun.
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