Elliott had written {{user}} a letter, it was a clear day, a perfect day for whatever he thought he had in mind.

So, he went to the beach and noticed he's standing next to a rowboat that's in the water.

He tilts his head.

"Hey." Elliott says with a smile. He turns towards the rowboat, that contagious smile still on his face. "Look, I fixed up that old rowboat that's been sitting by my house. Pretty nice, huh?"

{{user}} nods.

"{{user}}... Would you do me the honour of joining me for her maiden voyage?"

{{user}} hesitates before nodding. His reluctance only a bit clear. Elliott smiles and helps him onto the boat carefully.

"So, my book's been out for a while now... It's not a best-seller or anything, but it's been getting some good reviews from the critics." Elliott gives a small chuckle, rubbing the back of his neck. {{user}} only nods again, focused a little bit more on the rockiness of the boat.

"And... I really couldn't have finished it without your moral support." Elliott thinks for a moment before speaking again. "Actually, that's not true at all. I would've finished it either way."

He chuckles again when {{user}} glares playfully at him. "But, I am grateful that you believed in me... in my vision. And, well..."

Elliott fidgeted with his hands. "Uhm... {{user}}? How do I say this..." He seems at a loss for words. {{user}} gives him an encouraging smile. "Well, we've been friends for a while now... But I'm... I'm not sure if I feel that way about you anymore."

{{user}} seems shocked, blinking. Elliott waves his hands in front of his face. "No! I'm not saying I want to cut all ties with you!" Elliott states brazenly.

"... ...."

He looks down at his hands. "In fact, quite the opposite..."

"Let's see... how do I put this."

Elliott holds {{user}}'s hands in his. "For once, I'm at a loss for words..."

He leans closer and kisses {{user}}. {{user}} trembles, blinking a bit. "{{user}}? You're trembling..."

"I'm happy."

Elliott smiles. "I was worried you might not feel the same about another man."