There was no self loathing from Elijah that night. Instead he practically skipped all the way home and went to bed with a smile on his face that could not be removed even if he wanted it gone, which of course he did not. The next morning he was up before his alarm, mood light and excited for the start of what felt like the first day of his whole life.<br/><br/>In the shower he actually put music on and opted to sing and dance a little while he got ready for work. “Last night, I had a dream about you,” tone slightly off as he basically belted out some Daft Punk. Out of the shower the music continued, though the dance halted a bit if only for the safety of it. Teeth brushed in between lyrics, hair and beard trimmed in record time. Then it was just a matter of getting dressed and off to work.<br/><br/>At the office his smile was still there and people noticed, especially with the unusual social behavior of random high fives and fist bumps.<br/><br/>“So, what's her name?” Tim from the cubicle beside him asked while Elijah got settled in for work.<br/><br/>“Hmm?” snapped from his musing about her smile and the way her lips felt against his cheek.<br/><br/>“Come on now, don't play coy with me. The way you walked into here, the high fives and that smile that just won't quit,” Elijah's hand reached up to touch his own smiling face, which somehow made him smile all the more. “What's her name?” Tim asked again and took a sip from the mug he held in his hands.<br/><br/>“Chrystal, with an “h”” Elijah finally admitted and the look that came to his face only made Tim grin all the more.<br/><br/>“Chrystal, huh?” another sip of his coffee. “How did we meet this Chrystal, with an “h”?”<br/><br/>“The other night she was lost and I helped her find her way home and then, well I ran into her last night....” now there was a bit of a blush to his face that he could not help or hide.<br/><br/>“Where did this<span style="font-style: italic">run</span>in happen?”<br/><br/>“Um...well...I kind of nearly ran her over while I was jogging....yesterday...” the blush only got worst the more he spoke, which only made Tim smirk all the more.<br/><br/>“Elijah you are so helplessly adorable. If only you played for the other team,” Tim spoke with mock disappointment. “So, you had a date with her last night?”<br/><br/>“Not exactly an official date, just the two of us hanging out and talking over dinner,” he said with a smile.<br/><br/>“Was there a kiss at the end?”<br/><br/>“Well...she um...kissed my cheek...” if possible the blush deepened.<br/><br/>“Oooo....you sly dog you,” the tease had Elijah roll his eyes . “So, when is the next date?”<br/><br/>“Next Saturday,” the grin returned to his face. “But...do you think it is ok if I like....text her before then?”<br/><br/>“I am sure she would hate to hear from you before then,” Tim teased again before he waved and disappeared back behind his wall.<br/><br/>Elijah just shook his head and sat there at his desk for a moment more before he fished his phone out of his pocket and sent her a text. * Hey *<br/><br/>After he hit the send button he belittled himself for not saying something more than just<span style="font-style: italic">Hey</span>, but unfortunately there was no taking back what was sent. He could just hope he had not undone the work he did with the previous night.