beautiful thing

[olmcdonald]

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[giddily]

This wasn't a smart idea. He knew that, it was obvious for anyone to see, but he had gone this far so what else could he do? He settled down on a stack of hay near the cows and pulled his jacket around himself. It was weird weather outside, a sort of wintry mix and it was freezing his balls off. He wished his dad had picked a better day to try amateur boxing on him but he supposed that was somewhat his fault.

He rubbed his bruised face and looked at the cows, that were looking at him. "Alright, girls. Sorry to crash the party. Got nowhere else, you know?"

There was no way he could go home, he had no mates or nothing and he didn't fancy the social being involved so he'd just make base here and see where he could go.

The train had to come back at some point tomorrow - hopefully. Cause the middle of nowhere was completely useless to him.

[buckinghell]

Felix was not the most subtle of people. He was known as 'the gay one' in this village and always had been known as that since he could speak and express himself like the big nancy boy he was. And yet - subtly was the new name of the game. Discretion, being subtle, not drawing any attention.

Hence why he went out for a nice evening stroll in very muted, normal clothes. Very average. Not worth a look, honestly. It was about 7.45 when he took off for his walk, nice and dark. And then, on the way through the beautiful countryside, he happened to spot a familiar home. It would only be polite to say hello, of course.

He looked around the street, he eyed up the windows to see if any old birds were watching from the window and then rushed through the gate and into the garden of said familiar house.

Walking through the garden, he knock his fist on the windows he passed as he walked through to the back garden. Holden would hear. Holden would come. Rhia was asleep by now, hopefully, and they could have a nice little chat in the garden.

Maybe get in through the back door. In more ways than one,.

[anluchtsiuil]

"You sleep foreeeever," Rhia said in accusing awe to the boy that was occupying the sofa, having climbed the armrest to be closer to him. And, yes, to lightly bop his head, since he was dead for all she knew. "It's already way late! You should wake up now or we can't play before I gotta go."

As she had already decided that they would play, even though her da had insisted that the boy, Gideon, should be allowed to sleep as long as he wanted and was to be left alone by her. She vehemently disagreed.