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He almost connected his fist with the stranger’s face –– thankfully his brain managed to register Lance’s mug before doing anything that could require emergency hospital services.

luv u baby cousin lmao

                                                            ❛ He’s a pain in my ass. ❜              Spoken without hesitance, despite the inquiry being heavy-handed, thought provoking. She’s not a newcomer when it comes to the champion, she doesn’t hold him in high regards or stare in awe when GRACED with his presence. No, Clair’s had a plethora of years to formulate an opinion on her   d e a r   c o u s i n   , one that differentiates from most.                                                 ❛ He’s high and mighty and he’s a coward.  ❜

           Of course her opinion has been altered over the years. From a bond considered close ( he was the closest thing she had to a sibling, regardless of the bickering ) , to resentment, bitter betrayal and hurt – emotions that lasted a long time after he ABANDONED her, leaving his family behind. A bond she cherished as a child, severed. She took to ignoring the letters he’d write for a full year. He was a COWARD in Clair’s eyes, too young to understand and why should she bother ? It was a long time before Clair herself, attempted to write a letter back. Sentences were clipped, formatted in a way that appeared forced but she still followed through, even writing more every few months.             She gradually simmered as time passed, becoming more accepting of him, his endeavors, his accomplishments, even growing prideful of her cousin ( something she’ll never admit ). Now, she sees him as a brother and despite him being her boss, will take every opportunity to harass him, making his life more difficult than necessary.

                                   ❛ My opinion on Lance is that he’s a fine champion. Strong-willed, determined, noble and admirable. He’s still a pain and can be ignorant, but he’s respectable and he’s my cousin. I’ll fight him anytime, but I’ll defend him any day. ❜

                    The visit didn’t last long, and it was as she was leaving when she was informed of the  n e w s  . Her heart plummeted, fell as quick as a flash of lightning to her feet. A meek nod and Clair departed for the evening, returning to her own small ( & comfortable ) apartment. Making her way further into the home, Clair plopped down on the couch where she remained for several hours. It was just after midnight when her phone started to ring, taking a moment for vexing yet insistent buzzing to register. Finally, digits cinch around the device, pressing the button. Putting it to her ear, her voice is monotone regardless of who the caller is. 

                                                  how are you ? more so, how is grandfather ?

                                                                       bad & worse..

                    She doesn’t bother returning with how she’s doing. It’s better to just... tear off the band-aid. He  n e e d s  to know what’s happening. Lance is family as well.           ❛ He’s... not doing so good. They told me he’s not going to make it. ❜            Voice cracks and Clair pauses, taking a moment to regain some composure. She’s strong, she has to be.            ❛ Can you come home ? ❜

‘ It is simple math, ----- even pillbugs know such equations can be shortened if you find y, such horizons are then broadened to other forms of art, It is one of the first things used, but not before finding the X factor. Pay attention.’ & He was gone, mouth blabbering away, bringing up college level subjects & pushing philosophical theories in the blink of an eye.