#bearjones

       “  look,  they’ve  already  cast  the  school  play  so  if  you  think  this  is  gonna  get  you  the  role  of  romeo....  “  tone  is  light,  teasing,  althrough  he’s  impressed  that  bear  has  managed  to  get  to  his  window.  he  is,  after  all,  on  the  second  floor.  but  nonetheless,  he  opens  the  window.  “  and  it  was  a  wall  that  romeo  scaled,  not  a  suburban  house  in  connecticut.  “  he’s  quick  to  offer  a  hand,  to  guide  him  through  the  window  but  his  jokes  about  theatre  quickly  give  away  to  concern.  “  it’s  1am,  man...  what’s  going  on?  “

‘‘     what do you think?     ’’      she asked,   pulling out a witch costume from the rack and showing it off towards @bearjones​.   it had bows on it.    cassie thinks it might be verging too close to tacky,   but still.     ‘‘     this is impossible,  actually.   shopping is impossible.     ’’

"Hi!" Kamado forces her face to look as happy as she feels inside. Her quickly flying hands do a better job of conveying her excitement at seeing him- then her confusion. "Why the window?"

CLIMB THROUGH THE WINDOW.

"hm?”     it was slightly muffled through her chewing. face stops moving as robin thinks about what he’s could be asking for. with a twizzler hanging out of her mouth, it clicks. ah... yes.     “mmf-- sure-”     with the candy still dangling, she shoves her hand into her side bag. the sounds of a wide range of junk being pushed around. she finally hits the crinkly sound right at the bottom. robin is always stocked with some sort of sweet. she’s got the biggest sweet tooth around and she’s always happy to share.     “here y’go.”     she takes it, lifting the end open and holding it out towards him so he can pull one or two.

robin stops, eyebrows raising at his question.     “yeah?  ...why?”     eyes glance to the dingy, old building she found and was determined to explore. hm, perhaps she should’ve came alone this time. she wasn’t sure how smoothly taking bear to a gross, old building would go. as far as he knows she’s just someone with an affinity for abandoned places. her foot comes down from the edge of the broken window and she turns to him.     “this is what you signed up for by hanging around me. you’ll come to learn that places like this should just be my second home.”     she sticks her hand out, beckoning him to go first. wow, she’s offering him the first peek inside by helping him through.     “c’mon, it’ll be fine.”

robin jumped at the sudden noise, throwing the book she was looking at off her lap.    “th’fuck?”     she thought it was a ghost messing around with her this time around but she’s surprised to see her gas station friend instead.    “you scared me...”     a hand comes up to her chest and she does a little phew. she doesn’t remember telling him to come through her window ever but she does remember giving him her address if he wanted to hang.     “sup, bear? i have a front door, you know.”     hands come to her hips.

    it takes him a moment to realize that no, it isn’t a robber. it isn’t some criminal. it’s just... ❝ bear? ❞ blaine tosses the blanket from his lap, takes out the earbuds. he makes his way to the window, helps his friend get the rest of the way in. ❝ are you okay? what the hell? ❞ he keeps his voice low, almost forgets his parents aren’t home this weekend. ❝ i have a door. ❞