Seth.

Putting on his shoes, Seth made his way outside, wondering what the fuss was all about, until his gaze was met with one of the nicest cars he had ever laid eyes on. It was like staring at a pile of money sitting in their driveway– it just had to be out of their price range.

     For the most part, Rudy could only see himself driving the sports car. It hadn’t even been in his possession an hour and he already felt like it was his true love, like it was his purpose for living. It had to be kept in absolute perfect condition. No fingerprints, not dirt, no scratches, no dents, no nothing! Rudy snatched his brother’s hand away from the surface and held it firmly. “No, no, no. Don’t touch the outside. I don’t want to have to constantly clean her because you’ve been leaving your fingerprints all over her.” When he released Seth’s hand, he used part of his own sleeve to wipe down the area that almost came into direct human contact. 

"S-Sorry. It's really pretty." Seth grinned coyly, just kind of walking around the car and taking in it's beauty. "Whatever bargain y-you got, it was a good one. A really good one." The look on his face was almost priceless once Rudy had suggested that they go about town in this thing, and judging by the state of it, Seth was slightly opposed to that idea. But of course, it was Rudy we were dealing with here. The male would use every single excuse in the book if it meant that he could have his way. Either that, or Seth was just too damn gullible.

“I’m sorry.” He frowned lightly, watching his brother calmly, giving him another small grin once he was thanked for the flowers. It felt nice to know that the little things he did to cheer people up were noticed and appreciated. It only encouraged Seth to do them more often.

The slightly healthier male could only chuckle at Parsons’ request, getting up and gently pulling him into an affectionate hug, still careful not to hurt him. It was almost crazy to think, that despite everything that had happened to Parsons, he was still so– full of life. And jubilance similar to the one of a child. It made Seth miss his own childhood, back when things were simple.

“I love you.” He murmured, a smile still on his face when Seth pulled away once more. Even though he desperately wanted it to be Mark that was hugging him, this was just as good, it made him just as happy. His heart sunk a little when he was forced to remember his horrible drawing ability. On the paper was a badly drawn row of flowers, one blue, one pink, one purple, and one yellow. A small ‘P’ was awkwardly written below it like an artist’s signature.

Eyeing the paper, his childlike curiosity came into play. "They're v-very nice flowers. I could sh-show you how to draw other ones, too." Hesitant at first, he helped himself to a crayon and began to draw a red flower beside the yellow one. "Y-You just kind of got to– shape the petal.." He bit down on his lower lip in concentration, a rather presentable flower taking form on the page. He was no exceptional artist, but it wasn't half-bad either. Seth only wanted to find a way to bond with Parsons.

But of course, he couldn’t just deny Virginia’s orders. He’d muster up all his hesitance and trail into the room where Parsons laid, almost turning right back on his heels once he heard that he was expecting somebody else.

"I'm sorry." He frowned lightly, watching his brother calmly, giving him another small grin once he was thanked for the flowers. It felt nice to know that the little things he did to cheer people up were noticed and appreciated. It only encouraged Seth to do them more often.

The slightly healthier male could only chuckle at Parsons' request, getting up and gently pulling him into an affectionate hug, still careful not to hurt him. It was almost crazy to think, that despite everything that had happened to Parsons, he was still so– full of life. And jubilance similar to the one of a child. It made Seth miss his own childhood, back when things were simple.

Waking up at unruly hours was nice on days off, and that was simply it. But it made Seth wonder if he should’ve actually been doing something during those occurrences- with his brother, nevermind. Today was like any other vacation time he was able to receive; the mustachioed clone woke up pretty late in the afternoon, and he was almost certain that Rudy had already gotten his shit together for the day. But Seth took no offense to it. He knew he was a late sleeper through and through. 

     Rudy finally started to head home around four, bags stuffed and wallet nearly empty. As he passed by a Walmart, he noticed an exquisite Lamborghini sitting in the parking lot. It was beautiful. The boys had never been able to drive something as nice as that. It’d be a real treat to speed around in it for a while. Then the thought struck him. Why not borrow it for a while? I’m sure the owner wouldn’t mind. He smirked wildly.

Putting on his shoes, Seth made his way outside, wondering what the fuss was all about, until his gaze was met with one of the nicest cars he had ever laid eyes on. It was like staring at a pile of money sitting in their driveway– it just had to be out of their price range.

shops for groceries

kills the spiders

comes home drunk at 3am

makes breakfast

remembers to feed the fish

decorates the apartment

initiates duets

escapetheglitch

But of course, he couldn't just deny Virginia's orders. He'd muster up all his hesitance and trail into the room where Parsons laid, almost turning right back on his heels once he heard that he was expecting somebody else.