Tenna stares down at his phone, eyes locked anxiously onto one single button: unblock.
This was stupid. He should quit before he tries this stupid stunt and just makes everything worse -
But he thinks of Dess in the middle of the doubt, and everything they told himā¦ He can do this, he just has to try.
Butā¦ trying is all he does, to mixed results. Was it really worth it?
Back and forth, back and forth - over and over until the frightened little angels in his headās wings fall off. He slumps over in his chair, rehearsing a few lines in his head - the angels trip over the words.
Fuck it. He survived Swatchman, he survived Spamton, he can survive this.
He sucks it up and presses unblock. He begins nice and simple:
Mocha pauses mid-sentence from his play with Atlas and Junior as her phone buzzes in his pocket. Humming, they take it out to see what notification theyāve receivedā¦and freeze.
Is thatā¦real? Am I hallucinating?
He bites his lip and looks up towards the boys, before giving them a small smile. He kisses both of them on the head before standing up,
āSorry chickadees, Babaās gotta go do something for a bit. You two able to continue without me?ā
Atlas nods while Junior is still distracted with toys, and in the smallest, sweetest voice, he says:
Itās taken so long to get him to come out of his shell and start talking, but each time heās able to say something is more precious than the last..
Mocha waves bye and disappears into the guest room to stare at his phone.
I donāt even know what to say, itās been so long..
Well, what better response to āhelloā is there but-
