#wifstart

NICKEL ; they weren’t bothered by the overly sexual comments, ones that made them feel like a piece of meat --- or at least they pretended for the sake of their brother. they couldn’t stop the fight from happening, though, since they are the weakest. so once they make their unconscious brother rest against the tree, they scan their surroundings in panic. thankfully their sky blue orbs detect a person passing by and they are quick to run up to them . ❝ hey, sorry, um, can you please help me? my brother’s unconscious & i just CAN’T take him to the hospital. ca-can you please smack him instead of me so that he’d wake up? or something like that? ❞ they ask, polite as always, as their eyes glint with hope.

dominic was staring hard at the bouquets of flowers in front of him. his uncle’s girlfriend’s birthday was today, so he wanted to get her something nice along with the gift he had gotten her. but he was clueless to what kind of flowers would be appropriate for a ‘girlfriend-of-my-guardian’ type. “this is impossible,” he groans, rubbing his hand down his face.

“I swear to god if I see one more of those ‘new year, new me’ posts on any social media I’m deleting all of my accounts.” He exaggerated. “You’re going to be the same asshole you were in 2015, get over yourself.” Ryan rolled his eyes as he locked his phone and shoved the technology in his pocket, “Sorry, you were saying?”

Once the word connecting disapopeared from the screen he smiled, “HIIII” he dragged out smiling as he stopped talking. “I’m not being a bother right?” He asked glancing at the time, “Oh it’s quarter of five innit?” he furrowed his eyebrows, “Timezones suck, gosh. I feel so disconnected to home. How are ya doin mate?”