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       his mind had been in a haze for hours .  thinking clearly in any situation was hard for him ,  much less the one he was in now .  the holding cell was nothing like what he’d ever seen on tv .  it was what he imagined a psych ward looked like  ––  but maybe that interpretation came from his own confusing thoughts rather than the area around him .  he’d pinched himself a few times ,  just as a reminder that this wasn’t some sick dream .  this wasn’t just his influenced mind paying him a visit and making the world around him seem like some sick joke .  no ,  this was real .  he’d been arrested .  and he’d barely been conscious enough at the time to comply .  the only thing that made him look up was the noise coming from the uniformed man standing in front of him .  it took seconds for the words to register and even then his thoughts had jumbled them up .  all he saw was the dime in the cops hand ,  and now he’d been able to put two and two together .  standing up as straight as possible ,  he followed the man to a glass encased room and spotted the first pay phone he had  ever  seen in his life hanging on the wall .  despite the different names floating through his head of the possibilities of people that could get him out of here ,  there was only one he wanted to call .  only one person he truly need right then .       ❛  dad ?   ❜     his voice was soft ,  almost as it had once been many years ago . it was only when he heard a muffled response that the tears started falling ,  hard and fast .       ❛  dad ,  i fucked up .   ❜    

    she’d made her way to the sinclair house for the second time this week ,  overly exstatic that her oldest son wanted to spend time with her  ––  especially close to the holidays .  holidays had always been big in the sinclair household and she’d made them almost similar in the oakley household .  she’d be cooking constantly for the next three days ,  she imagined .  however ,  it was a perfect beginning of her holiday to spend with her son .  a gentle knock at the sinclair home   &   she suddenly felt the drop in her stomach .  this has happened more times than she’d like to admit .  she was sure that troy hadn’t made it obvious to the rest of his family that he had been spending time with his mom ,  so asking for him was definitely a no go .  she’d just earned his trust back  ––-  and was continually earning it  ––  and she knew that was something that might break it  .       ❛   could you just give me a chance ?   ❜   she pleaded ,  suddenly very nervous for the beginning of this holiday .       ❛   i’d really like to explain some things ,  if you will let me .  i’m not going anywhere .   ❜

        he knew his excitement was obvious .  he hadn’t seen leo since the weekend when he was back in town for tali’s birth .  the distance had absolutely done a number on them ,  but it wasn’t as hard as syd had expected .  they texted constantly . just this week syd had fallen asleep on facetime at least three times .  whenever he could ,  he made sure to check in with leo ,  even asked him about emmi a few times .  for being only eighteen years old and having a long distance relationship ,  he figured they were doing a pretty damn good job .  however ,  finally ,  leo had made it into syd’s neck of the woods .  he was going to be there for a whole weekend .  and yea ,  maybe waking up at 6:30 am on a saturday morning sounded ridiculous ,  but syd couldn’t help himself .  he had a whole day planned ,  starting with breakfast .       ❛   good morning .   ❜   he mumbled ,  before his hand made his way to the boys hair ,  gently nudging before pressing the softest kiss to his cheek .  he’d splurged for the two nights leo was going to be here .  he knew his twin bed in the dorms wasn’t going to cut it so waking up in a hotel room for themselves was the only way around that .       ❛   c’mon ,  big day ahead buddy .   ❜