the-invisible-man:

That looks fantastic.

It is absolutely delicious, I have my mother’s recipe written down somewhere.

She makes the best canoli of your life.

(via friendlyneighborhooddeliveryman)

the-invisible-man asked: Text Message
From: Vis
I shall see you then.

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from: Mandy

wonderful, I will make the reservations and I shall see you then as well.

the-invisible-man asked: Text Message
From: Vis
I would love dinner. Am I picking you up? What time?

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from: Mandy

Sure, is around 7 all right with you?

the-invisible-man asked: Text Message
From: Vis
Heh... well I always have the time to see you, Mandy.

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from: Mandy

Well, don’t I feel special~

Would you be opposed to dinner on Wednesday evening?

the-invisible-man asked: Text Message
From: Vis
I very much hope so as well.

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from: Mandy

Maybe we can arrange something for a little later this week. Unless of course your schedule is already filled, haha.

the-invisible-man asked: Text Message
From: Vis
Thank you for having me over last night, Mandy. It was wonderful seeing you again.

Text message

from: Mandy

God, it was wonderful to see you too. Hopefully it will become more frequent again~

the-invisible-man:

Vis is walking on air. He is the happiest man in the world at this moment. He had undergone an experimental procedure that had so exceeded his expectations. He was visible again.

He had gone home immediately and just looked at himself in the mirror for an hour. Possibly two. He had re-inspected every inch of his body, getting to know himself once more. His tall form was pale, due to a lack of sunlight being absorbed, but he had always been pale. His head was topped with brown, wavy hair that just barely brushed the tips of his ears. His brown, sleepy looking eyes held a happy light in them. He could see the smile lines in his face had deepened over the years. He smiled and saw his straight, white teeth. They had barely stained over the years. His body was as it had always been. Lean and thin, but it was nice to see his body hair once again. The trail leading down to his groin was sparse compared to most men, but it worked. His uncut manhood hung between his legs, flaccid. He felt a manly pride at just being able to see it after all of these years. God it was just nice to be able to see his entire body after 70 years of nothing.

 He felt a need to celebrate, to do something… And then Mandy came to mind. He sent her a text, telling her to find a babysitter as soon as possible. He dressed in a nice sporty suit, allowing the shirt to be unbuttoned at the top two buttons, flaunting the fact that he didn’t need to cover his skin up ever again.

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