blackbird

Wait— What? No, I just thought you could… Need some help. Heavy bags, and such? 

I was kidding, Jas. I'm shocked I don't have more bags than these two. [takes the other before heading out the place it by the main door]

You get a strange feeling when you’re about to leave a place. Like you’ll not only miss the people you love but you’ll miss the person you are now at this time and this place, because you’ll never be this way ever again.

Do need any help? …With those bags, I mean?

Do you want me to leave that badly?

"Exactly. Why be here stuck with all these ridiculous people, waiting for one of them to be possessed?"

"Even if I was here for aaaages, I still would be glad to go back to quiet, beautiful Iceland."

"Actually, the more I think about it the more I'm kind of glad to go home. I don't know, it did kind of get overwhelming."

"Uhh, duh! We had fucking satanic…scary as fuck people in the group unknowingly. You think I’m here by choice?”

"Well, true. I mean you did kinda come at a bad time." 

"You know I debated that just to bring up memories… but I’m not feeling quite that crazy as of late." Parker smirked before tossing a picture in the fire. "So bourbon?"

"No thanks, I'm pregnant." She spoke before looking at him with a pause and then laughing. "Kidding." She reassured before taking the glass and taking a sip before handing it back to him. "What are ya burning?"

"Perhaps because I am happy.”

"You hate this place that much?"

"Well," Walter remarked, not really able to find the words he wanted to say. So, he just smiled instead, looking from his packed bags up to the person stood across from him, "make sure I don’t leave without my twin."

"Wait there are two of you?"

As Parker sat around the bonfire he built, he reached down to take a swig of bourbon. It hadn’t felt like two years, but time sure did pass quickly. Looking around, small flash backs came to the man. From falling on the floor singing Taylor Swift, punching Evan in the face, kissing Caden, Finding cocaine with Jace, Underground raves with multiple people, Seaworld with Frankie, and falling in love with Cassandra one drunken night on the couch, the Exchange held a lot of good and interesting memories. Taking another swig, he sighed before turning around. “Are you going to peep from behind the tree or come and enjoy the festivities?” Parker joked.

Making her way over to him before sitting beside him she shrugged. "I wasn't sure if you were going to light the whole house of fire so I kept my distance. But you don't seem that drunk."

"Fuh-cking finally."

"You seem happy."