#c:wally

Gwen was tired of being inside of her apartment, something about sitting on the sidelines just because some guy decided to break her heart. She was annoyed with herself when she confided in Kon about her feelings, and how she was feeling. She slipped on her mask, left the window a bit open, and started to swing around town to see what she could do. Once she got to downtown, taking in everything that was happening and spotted someone familiar, she slowed down and lowered herself down. Sure she kept seeing a bunch of images, but she knew that she wouldd be better help if she was actually helping.

“What’s the lastest, Flash?” She asked glancing at Wally, knowing better than to say his name in public, even though she knew that he was registered. “What can I do to help? Please don’t tell me to stay inside, if you do, I might have to hurt you.”

“... and after the gym he just stormed off like the little bitch he is. He’s just so fucking weird, Wallace! And I don’t mean that in a bad way, but... fuck, he’s such a brat.” Sober Felix would, in the morning, be absolutely mortified by the fact he had drunkenly called up Wally to vent and complain about his undeniably unusual situation. Still, he was grateful - he missed Wally, and this was a good chance to catch up. Though he could tell he had surprised even the blond with the entire story of him and his newfound brother. Sighing into his cup of vodka and juice, he took another sip and leaned back against his couch. “Thank you for coming, again. Not sure when he’ll be back, but if he sees you he might get mad.”

"I guess I hadn't thought that far ahead? I get though. Well, no actually I don't but I would never force you into anything. So if you'd rather just be friends or something I completely understand."

“Then let’s find away to rob Bruce Wayne or Harry Osborn, while keeping a low profile.” Barry joked as he flipped through a magazine, not knowing why he had picked up it in the first place and looked over at Wally. “I hear you, though. There’s a lot of things I wouldn’t mind having if I had the money but alas, we’re broke, for the most part.”

Hayes smiled as the other winked at him. “Is there something you had in mind, or?” he stated over the loud music of the club. “I try my hardest, but it doesnt always end well.”

“Knock knock, pretty boy!” Felix called cheerily from outside the blonde’s front door, the cheer in his voice more than evident. Ever since Wally had texted him the other day, he’d felt absolutely horrible. He hadn’t rested until he had thought of even a small gesture to show his friend he really did care about him, thus his surprise visit to Wally’s place accompanied by a few gifts. “I have some stuff for you, mister!”