davidufus
Elliot Lee has always known exactly who he is.
He's the kind of person who eats leftover curry standing at the kitchen counter, sends his manager updates that weren't asked for, and plans his wedding spreadsheet the same way he plans everything else; carefully, correctly, and without leaving much room for anything he didn't see coming.
Theo Wong is loud, confident, and exactly the kind of person Elliot has spent a month trying not to look at across the open plan floor.
This is not a love story. Not yet. Not exactly.
It's about the small moments that accumulate into something you can't take back. A pizza box left on a desk. A good morning said with a slightly brighter smile. A question asked on a rooftop that nobody had ever thought to ask before.
And about what happens when the life you planned for yourself stops fitting, and the only person you want to talk to about it is the reason it stopped fitting in the first place.