#southtorn

        ❝           YOU    WANNA    GO    FUCK    SOME    SHIT    UP?       ❞        voice   was    loud    enough    over    the    hum    of    local    news       &     the    quiet    chaos    of    debbie    playing    with    franny    on    the    floor        (           carl    bursting    in    the    door    moments    later    swearing    and    muttering    about    some    attempted    robbery    at    the    seafood    fast    food    place    he    worked    at        ) .         just    another    typical    day    at    the    gallagher    household.        his    arm    hung    loosely    over    the    back    of    the    stained       &       worn    out    couch   ,         finger    teasingly    flicking    at    the    back    of    ian’s    ear.        ❝         dude?    earth    to    ian!    come    on    ,      man.         it’ll    be   some    mild    stuff    considering    fiona’s    been    up    our    asses    lately   ,       but    we    can    still    go    out        &       hang     :     JUST    YOU      &       ME .      ❞

she speaks her concern like she had thought long and hard about how to phrase it just precisely, like it was prepared and wrapped up until further notice. “i think the people in my life suspect i’ve been acting strange. i don’t know how to fix it and that kills me.”