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liam gets into a fight at school over a lacrosse thing, landing him a week’s suspension. when liam walks out of the front doors of the school he sees a familiar truck parked outside. it’s blue, with a few small bullet holes on the left car door.
liam gets into a fight at school over a lacrosse thing, landing him a week’s suspension. when liam walks out of the front doors of the school he sees a familiar truck parked outside. it’s blue, with a few small bullet holes on the left car door.
he then realises that it’s theo’s truck & then notices theo leaning against the it with his arms folded, a smug smile on his face. as liam approaches, the interrogation begins.
t: “still working on that anger?”
l: “very funny. what the hell are you doing here anyway?”
t: “mason called. you don’t have your license yet, do you?”
l: “so? i can walk home.”
t: “don’t you usually take the bus? your house is far from here.”
l: “very funny. what the hell are you doing here anyway?”
t: “mason called. you don’t have your license yet, do you?”
l: “so? i can walk home.”
t: “don’t you usually take the bus? your house is far from here.”
l: “so i’ll run. wolf powers, remember?”
t: “get in the truck, li.”
l: “no. i’m having a bad enough day as it is.”
theo then throws an orange bottle with a white cap over to liam, who quickly catches it.
t: “i figured, without these.”
liam’s meds.
t: “why aren’t you taking them?”
t: “get in the truck, li.”
l: “no. i’m having a bad enough day as it is.”
theo then throws an orange bottle with a white cap over to liam, who quickly catches it.
t: “i figured, without these.”
liam’s meds.
t: “why aren’t you taking them?”
l: “they make me tired, okay? and thanks.”
liam tucks the bottle into the pocket of his jacket and begins walking out of the school’s parking lot.
t: “so you’re gonna walk home.”
l: “run.”
t: “in the rain?”
l: “huh? it’s not rai-“
liam tucks the bottle into the pocket of his jacket and begins walking out of the school’s parking lot.
t: “so you’re gonna walk home.”
l: “run.”
t: “in the rain?”
l: “huh? it’s not rai-“
just before liam can complete his sentence it begins to rain. heavily.
t: “jesus, just get in the truck, liam.”
liam hesitates, but then slowly walks towards the truck, letting the cold water run down his face.
t: “any time today would be great.”
l: “don’t piss me off.”
t: “jesus, just get in the truck, liam.”
liam hesitates, but then slowly walks towards the truck, letting the cold water run down his face.
t: “any time today would be great.”
l: “don’t piss me off.”
t: “you already are pissed off. i guess i’m just salting the wound.”
—
they both sit in the truck in the silence, before it’s broken.
t: “are you gonna tell me what happened?”
l: “what?”
t: “your chemosignals. you reek of anger. it’s distracting.”
l: “it doesn’t even matter.”
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they both sit in the truck in the silence, before it’s broken.
t: “are you gonna tell me what happened?”
l: “what?”
t: “your chemosignals. you reek of anger. it’s distracting.”
l: “it doesn’t even matter.”
t: “clearly it does, otherwise it wouldn’t still be bothering you.”
l: “your voice is bothering me.”
t: “touché.”
there’s silence for another two minutes before it’s broken again, this time by liam.
l: “some guy on the lacrosse team just got on my nerves, okay? there.”
l: “your voice is bothering me.”
t: “touché.”
there’s silence for another two minutes before it’s broken again, this time by liam.
l: “some guy on the lacrosse team just got on my nerves, okay? there.”
t: “got on your nerves? not from what i heard.”
l: “what do you mean?”
t: “mason. he blabbers a lot. way too much, in my opinion. he said you tackled him onto the ground and beat the shit out of him.”
l: “he had it coming.”
l: “what do you mean?”
t: “mason. he blabbers a lot. way too much, in my opinion. he said you tackled him onto the ground and beat the shit out of him.”
l: “he had it coming.”
t: “a little unfair considering how much strength you’ve got compared to a human.”
l: “that’s very bold, coming from you.”
t: “this isn’t about me. maybe next time don’t pick a fight over something as ridiculous as lacrosse.”
l: “he started it.”
l: “that’s very bold, coming from you.”
t: “this isn’t about me. maybe next time don’t pick a fight over something as ridiculous as lacrosse.”
l: “he started it.”
theo shakes his head and begins tapping his thumb on the wheel. liam rests his chin on his hand and watches the rain drip down the window.
end of thread! that’s all i have so far :D
