timeheld said, “ you know, at this point, i’ve run out of words. ”
ben tried his best to make it seem like he wasn’t paying attention: ignoring the squabbling around him when he unfortunately happened to become witness to it was a talent of his when it needed to be, and remaining uninvolved was, typically, the safest route to go. let the fire burn on its own, you know? speak only when necessary, and recognize that in a group, you will only be interrupted anyway.
when the rest departed, storming off in their own special ways, and five raised his voice, ben could only assume he was, off - handedly or directly, talking to him — number six, lounging with crossed legs on the sofa and notably away from everything, who had remained silent over the past few minutes. he smiled lightly to himself, not that five could see, and sighed through his nose.
“ gotta love family, right? ” he hummed, shifting, only to get more comfortable. “ they’ll come around. eventually. maybe. chess? ”
