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Aron Brooks
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Aron seemed genuinely happy. How could he not? A new home and he had Cody as a boyfriend. He seemed to ooze it as he carried a to go box and two to go cups. All with things they had made earlier in the morning. That and other events lead to him having the faint scent of smoke with his usual cinnamon roll one. As if he had gotten close to a fire.

Aron made his way to the front of the pizzeria and paused a moment before going inside. His attire was very casual with simply a white t shirt and basketball shorts. Both of which seemed brand new.  He spotted Zoe and beamed. [color=lightgreen]"Hey. Uhm....we made you some stuff"[/color] he made his way to the bar too and placed one of the cups down with the box. 

Aron then looked back at her and watched as she transported the keg. He seemed conflicted not knowing if she would want him to help or not before he saw his chance dissipate. She was too close to putting it down. 

Aron opened the box revealing an open face sandwhich with pot roast mashed potatoes and gravy piled onto the slice of sour dough bread. On the side was green beans with bacon. Aron looked up at her. [color=lightgreen]"Gage wanted to make something for you since he decided to stay at the hospital..."[/color] He trailed off. They clearly had to have gone shopping at some point to get the ingredients...for both the sandwhich and the two milkshakes Aron had made. One was Neapolitan and meant for her the other a strawberry cinnamon meant for him.

He looked at her. [color=lightgreen]"Do you need any help?"[/color] he could smell the alcohol off of her, but seemed to be ignoring it...firgiring since some was on her shirt it must have spilled. That and he couldn't say much about the smell on her when he currently smelled like a burnt cinnamon roll. Aron figured today would be a day spent helping....and maybe getting Cody over as well. He had yet to share the news with him after all.