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♘ - a memory of their sibling(s)

→ ☾”Do you think he’ll notice?” The werewolf looked over to his sister. Juliet was always the more—rational, of the two.

           ”Yes, I think he’ll notice. You punched a goddamn wall into the motherfucking wall. No, I don’t think he’ll notice.” The girl huffed at her brother, she literally couldn’t wrap her head around him sometimes.

          “Hey now—hey now. I didn’t punch the whole in the wall—your stupid exboyfriend did.”

           ”WE HAVEN’T EVEN BROKEN UP, YET!”

 ”Exactly! Yet!” 

           And that was how the two McFarlin siblings ended up in detention that fine evening. Except, it wasn't fine. Brody was missing Track practice and Juliet was missing cheer leading practice. Although, this wasn't uncommon for the siblings to end up in detention. He didn't even punch the whole in the principle's office, that was literally Juliet's exboyfriend Romero. How original, honestly, Juliet, Brody was ashamed of you. 

           "This is all your fault." Juliet said, turning around in her chair and kicking her legs over the back of the chair and pressing her back awkwardly into the desk part, having joint desk-chairs was stupid. The tone of firebird slowly filled his mind, because that's always what filled his mind when he thought of his sister. Stravinsky was her composer, his was Chopin.

             "No its not. Romero is a tool. I can't believe you're dating someone named Romero Juliet." The werewolf said, leaning back into his chair and giving her a look, she glared at him.

              "He called me a faggot because I was sticking my tongue down some kid's throat." He said, giving her a pointed look. His family, nah, they weren't homophobic. If fucking werewolves exist, can't nothing be wrong with the gays. On top of that, Aunt Leah and Joy were hella gay with three kids. "I'm sure he's a lovely person."

              "You know not everyone's so accepting."

                "Yeah, but Julie, if he can't accept a couple'a homos, what makes y'ah think he'll accept a couple'a mutts?"

                 "We're not--I'm. He. Look, leave Romeo alone."

                  "Are you shitting me? The guy tried to punch me because I was shoving my tongue down someone he doesn't even know. You know the thing, you know if we plan to keep them in our lives they have to know. They have a right to know if you're sleeping with him, and don't think for a second that I don't know. I know. I can smell him on  you every second of the day, imagine what mom would think."

                 "She's not your mother, you don't even have to care about what she thinks." Juliet snapped, but as soon as the words were out, her hand flew to her mouth. "Moon, I--that's not what I meant."

                   "No, but you're right. She's not my mother and I don't have to care what she thinks. But she's my alpha, and I'm her second in command, if anything, I need to make sure her Beta's are in line." He said with his jaw tight, clenched, fingers curling into his palm.

                    "Moon--look. I'm sorry. It's hard to think of him as a bad person. He's just always so nice to me." Juliet said, easing Brody's fingers out of his palm, the nails had sharpened. Brody sighed and relaxed the tension from his fingers, shoulders, chest, neck, and face.

                     "Its okay. I know, I know its hard, but I'm here Juliet. I'm family. I love you. Even if he's just using you for--you know."

                       "Oh god, don't be a prude, we all know how much sex you have. Mom thought about sending you to sexual addicts anonymous, but dad decided since you're a teenage, it's okay, you're experimenting considering, you know, you're not entirely, straight." Juliet laughed at the pinched expression on Brody's face.

                         "Yeah, yeah, shut up. You gunna help me track him after this and beat the ever loving shit out of him or no."

                         "Yes I will help you find him, so you can talk to him." She shook her head and turned back around before the teacher could walk in and see them out of conduct.

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            "Brody--Brody are you listening?" Toby asked, snuggling closer to him in bed.

            "Sorry, I got a little lost in my head. What did you ask me?" The werewolf asked, rubbing the spot between his eyebrows and smiling down at his boyfriend.

             "Nothing, nevermind its not important. Are you okay?" Toby asked, brushing Brody's hands away and cupping his cheeks.

              "I'm really fine. I was just thinking of my sister. We were just so alike when I was younger. I was a completely different person when I was younger." Brody said, looking at Toby, would Toby had liked him when he was younger? They were almost like two different people, Moon and Brody. Sometimes it was hard to think about.

« ✧ » A delicate sigh escaped the blonde's lips as he wandered into the small bookstore. It had been quite some time since he'd had the chance to read some books on Mythology or Astrology or things of the like. It was one of his main interests after all. However, his mind was caught off guard for a moment at the smell of coffee and pastries at the cafe nearby him.

Deciding to partake in the small delicacies, he wandered into the cafe, getting in line behind a younger man, much short than him. When he overheard the sound of him missing his wallet, he pulled out his own and slipped out the money that was required to pay for him.