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Post by Deleted on Jan 14, 2019 20:45:05 GMT -5
Writing Style-
I normally write a paragraph or more, consisting of 8+ sentences, also could be more. It depends on how my muse is and how my partner replies to my posts. Just NO one or even three liner posts! I need content to reply to and keep the story moving. I like to have your input on plots, so feel free to suggest what you think makes sense or makes our RP more fun.
As for character description, I will leave that to you. You can do a form, face-claim, or describe as we RP.
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Plot- Muse A has been in town for only a month now but, he is Mr. Popular already. Which is the complete opposite of what Muse B is. Well, Muse B fell secretly for Muse A from the moment he set his eyes on him. For what reasons... Well, Muse B has many. But, the biggest is how kind Muse A is to him and all peers at school. He has made it clear that he does not judge others by their school 'rank'. In fact, Muse A even called Muse B his friend. But, there is something... interesting about Muse A and that is that he's obviously hiding something. He has a secret he holds very close. Well, Muse B decides to follow Muse A home and discovers... him with a kid?! And it's not his younger brother either. No, he's a teenage father but, how? He is very responsible. So how did this happen? Also, what if Muse B accidentally gets caught spying? By Muse A. Can Muse B get Muse A to trust him with the knowledge that he has a son? Will love blossom between the two guy's over time?
(I will Rp Muse A, but Muse B can be the 'sub' in the relationship if you prefer.)
My character-
Name: Edmund King Age: 18 Gender: Male Appearance/Description: Edmund is a tall and obviously athletic tanned young man. His platinum blonde hair is normally naturally messy and completely untameable, but lately, he has been trying to grow it out, believing that it’ll be less crazy that way. Ed is also heterochromia, one eye is a dark brown color and the other is light blue. Edmund’s preferred choice of clothing is faded blue jeans, a long sleeve v-neck shirt, and gray Vans. Underneath his clothes he has various scars, varying from minor to severe. Oh, and he wears black eyeliner and a shiny light colored lip gloss. Personality/Attitude: He is pretty carefree from an outsiders point of view, a smile is always upon his lips. However, the young man is very responsible and never disrupts authority. So far no has seen him upset at all, some wondered if it is even possible for him to get angry or sad. Family/Friends/Pets/Etc: His son, Zachary. (4 years old, blonde like his father but has two light brown eyes) Oh, and a black and white spotted cat, Bella. Skills/Talents: He is very much into track and martial arts. Hobbies/Interests: Caring for his son, helping others, and baking. Philosophy of Life: “For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one.” Education/Special Training: N/A Occupation: Part-time waiter Other: N/A
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Post by Deleted on Jan 14, 2019 20:56:16 GMT -5
(Yesh, you may! ![:D](//storage.proboards.com/6575102/images/Zk1a5XUEHw6Q8FG1L5Qy.gif) )
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Post by Deleted on Jan 14, 2019 23:48:33 GMT -5
(Okay, I'll get to writing a starter.)
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Post by sweetclover1 on Jan 15, 2019 13:58:54 GMT -5
Name: Simon Levinsky Age: 18 Gender: Male Appearance:Simon is still a rather small guy, standing at five foot six. He has blackish brown curly hair that often just brushes over his eyes and a light smattering of freckles over his nose and cheeks. Simon has olive colored skin that gets pretty dark during marching season since he's outside for it all the time. He's determined to march for the winter percussion show this year and is working on learning how to march correctly again. He has wide cobalt blue eyes that hide between thick glasses (he's basically blind without them) and is pretty skinny because he has one of those decently high metabolisms and he forgets to eat... a lot. He's missing his left leg from the knee down because of cancer. He was diagnosed the summer of his sophomore year year and went into remission right before his junior year started. Personality: ... we shall see. Jk jk. Simons a pretty shy dude with some bad anxiety when it comes to talking to strangers. He literally won't talk to them at all and usually deeds on the friends he's made to do the talking for him. Because of this its usually difficult to get to know him but once you do he's a pretty chill dude. Well thats a lie. He's still a nervous wreck ninety percent of the time you just get to hear his sarcasm if he thinks you won't get mad at him for it. He's highly intelligent and talented with musical instruments. If he's interested in something he will put his heart and soul (hah music humor) into it but if he's not he has the attention span of a gnat. Even in a conversation. It's really bad. His personality changes from role-play to role-play tbh so this might change. Friends/Family/Pets/etc...: Marcus and Cecil Levinksy (Uncles, he lived with them since his junior year) Layla Levinksy (sister, dead) Michael Levisnky (Father, dead) Sarah Levinsky (Jail) and Aaron Levinsky (Brother, Juvie), Merlin (Little cat of his) Skills/talents: Plays the cello, percussion, violin, and flute. He has a preference to the cello and will be going to Juliard in the fall for it. Hobbies: Playing music, collecting signed playbills from original casts or favorite casts of certain shows.) Education: Just high school Occupation: Circulation Aide at the public Other: N/A
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Post by Deleted on Jan 15, 2019 14:20:15 GMT -5
(Thanks! Simon sounds so cute too! )
School was finally over for today! Beaming from ear to ear, Ed waved cheerfully at his close-knit group of friends and he hurried down the high school steps. School today had seemed to last way too long for his liking. The hours ticked by so slow he literally almost fell asleep and he never did that! Well, it was over now and he was headed to work for a few hours. ‘Afterwhich home, to Zach!’ He thought wistfully. Oh, how he hated how his days were so long. But, tis the reality of things. Edmund needed the money and education was important, something he was making sure his son understood too.
As he sprinted down the sidewalk, he pulled off his long sleeve shirt and swiftly pulled on his waiters' shirt. Not caring if anyone saw the strange scar on his back that seemed to be some sort of faded word. Grabbing his brush from his backpack he did his hair and then pulled it back into a ponytail. “Man, guess I’ll have to wait to reapply my makeup if needed when I get to the cafe,” he muttered to himself. He crossed his fingers and hoped he didn’t look too bad in the meantime.
Just as he arrived at the cafe and was about to head inside his phone blared with ‘Fall Out Boy- Immortals’, causing him to yelp in surprise before fumbling to get his phone from his pocket. Triumphant in his find, he answered the phone a glint of worry appearing in his eyes at the contact id, “What’s wrong?” Paling, he nodded, even though he knew the person on the other end couldn’t see him do so. “Alright, I’ll be right there. Gimme ten minutes top,” he said seriously, then he hung up. Sighing, he tugged out his ponytail and turned and headed home.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Jan 15, 2019 14:41:35 GMT -5
(Thank you! He also has some scars on his back, I forgot to mention that.)
School was over and today was one of the few days Simon didn't have rehearsals- their band director had called in sick today and really nothing productive got done whenever their director wasn't there. Unfortunately, that meant that Simon had more time on his hands than usual, and he didn't know what he could do about that. He could go home, but after years of dreading having to go there, Simon was struggling with looking forward to going back to the house that his Uncles owned. Sure, he was way happier there, but it was a mindset h still struggle to get out of. I could always go for a cup of coffee. H mused t himself, heading towards the cafe nearby, deciding that it was close enough that he could stand the walk.
It was when he got there that he saw somethign odd- Edmund King, on the phone, and looking worried. The male was in his work uniform- apparently he worked at the cafe? Simon wouldn't know. He never did things like this, it was always school (and after school activities) and straight to home. Even when his Uncle Marcus encouraged him to get out and do things, the most he usually did was go to the local diner and buy a side of fries. So he didn't really know where people worked, nor did he care, although he couldn't help the slight blush that touched his features that always came around whenever he was around Edmund. He couldn't find himself speaking, his throat tightening up, but it wasn't like he'd been able to before.
Whenever Edmund talked to him he was always tongue tied and at the most he'd managed to get out short sentences. So him staring like an idiot wasn't anything knew. He was worried, though, because he'd never really seen Edmunds features pale like this before. Without much of a thought, Simon set off, deciding that he wanted to make sure that the student who was always so kind to him was alright. "H-hey." He finally croaked out, limping slightly as always, trying his best to keep up. "Everything okay?"
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Post by Deleted on Jan 15, 2019 15:05:19 GMT -5
As a soft voice met his ears, he was pulled from his intense worry and slowed greatly so that the other could catch up. Turning to see who it was, he smiled softly. Ah, Simon. While surprised to see the other male outside of school, he was pleased too. Simon was a quiet inconspicuous person, someone Ed wanted to get to know. However, the other was quite shy, so it was rather hard. Mentally scolding himself for taking so long to respond, he gave an apologetic smile.
"Ah, sorry. Um, yeah... Well, no... Um," he stammered, unsure of what to say exactly. He wanted to take this opportunity to speak with Simon but his thoughts were all jumbled up. Running a hand through his blonde hair, he shook his head and cleared his thoughts. "I mean to say, something is not right. But uh, I'll handle it?"
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Post by sweetclover1 on Jan 15, 2019 15:31:50 GMT -5
Simon waited patiently for the answer, chest tightening when all he got was a stare, hoping that he hadn’t offended Edmund. They were in far different positions socially, after all, and this could honestly get Simon laughed at. He shifted, frowning when he was told no, wondering what was going on as the poor guy clearly struggled to figure out how to piece together his sentence.
“You don’t sound so sure.” Simon blurted out, before his eyes widened in horror, fingers tightly gripping his backpack as he realized what he just said. “Sorry- I didn’t mean to say that... it was kind of room. But, uh, I mean... do you need help?” He tried weakly as he nibbled on his lip and glanced around. “You seem a little... frazzled? It’s not safe to walk alone like that.” He added, kicking himself, because he didn’t know why he actually kept on talking. It was digging himself a deeper hole.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 15, 2019 16:09:20 GMT -5
Edmund flushed, it was true he did sound uncertain. Rubbing the back of his neck, he bit his lower lip and then checked his phone. He really needed to get home. Making up his mind, he smiled nervously at Simon. "I'd actually appreciate the company. Uh, if you aren't busy of course," he mumbled, emerald eyes looking anywhere but at the other boy. Then he reached forward, knowing this was bold but wanting to get home, he took the other's wrist and began to walk again. Albeit at a slower pace for Simon.
Needing a distraction, he looked at Simon with a curious look. "So, so band practice? I am surprised you were at the cafe and not home by now," he pointed out, only afterward realizing how weird it would seem for him to know Simon's schedule so well. Ah well, no take backs.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Jan 15, 2019 16:32:34 GMT -5
Simon flinched when his arm was grabbed, but covered it the best he could, the only sign of his tension being him stiffening up just a little before forcing himself to relax. His cheeks darkened at the touch now that he realized it was Ed touching him, smiling for a moment when he was being dragged along. “Oh, I don’t mind helping with whatever. I’m not busy today..” He said brightly as he followed the teen, happy that Edmund had slowed down for a few moments.
Simon glanced over, arching a brow in surprise when Edmund asked him about his schedule, because he didn’t know that the other even knew anything about him. Sure, he was a band geek, but most didn’t even know simons name. “Oh-uh, our director was sick, and so rehearsal was cancelled. I just... wanted some coffee I guess.” He lied with a tiny smile, glancing over at the other curiously. “I didn’t know you worked here.”
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Post by Deleted on Jan 15, 2019 16:57:50 GMT -5
"Yeah, money is an issue for me. So working there is a necessity," Ed said, letting go of Simons' wrist after a bit. Walking beside the other, he felt himself get more nervous the closer to home he got. 'What do I do once there? Let him in? But then he'd know. Possibly everyone would. Can I really trust Simon? I know that I want to. Still.' He thought, one of his hands fidgeting with a loose thread on his pants. "So um... You good at keeping secrets?" he asked, rather awkwardly. Yup. He couldn't believe he actually asked such a question. Talk about sounding ominous!
Breathing out deeply, Edmund ran a hand through his hair tugging at the ends. "Sorry, that sounds... strange, to say the least. You see... I haven't told anyone this and I would like to keep it within a small, very small group," he tried to explain, vaguely making motions with his hands.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Jan 15, 2019 17:56:15 GMT -5
“Oh. That makes sense.” Simon responded after a tiny pause, a little surprised, because he couldn’t help but assume everything was okay in Edmunds life. He just seemed so... perfect. Sure, Simon thought something was off every now and then, but really he didn’t think that Edmund had it so hard. Not only that, but Simon couldn’t exactly relate. His father had always made enough so they lived comfortably and after his death... well... his mother was quite well off. His uncles made enough so that he didn’t need to work. He did, of course, but it was for his own benefit if anything.
“Me?” He echoed, staring at Edmund strangely, before giving a slow nod. “I mean, I don’t really hve anyone to tell anything to anyways. Why?” He asked slowly, body relaxing when he finally was let go, looking genuinely confused.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 15, 2019 20:13:46 GMT -5
Ed wrung his hands together in nervousness, so far this information was just between him and Michelle, Zack’s babysitter. To bring another person in on his secret was scary for him. It had been hard enough getting the courage to ask his neighbor to babysit him, but after a solid week of bouncing school, work, and trying to be with Zack when he got ill… It was too much and so he asked her. He paid her a fair amount to, adding some on for her to keep this secret, though she insisted that was not necessary.
Arriving at the apartment building he stayed he, Ed motioned for Simon to follow and they climbed by three flights of stairs. The whole time Edmund was silent as he tried to figure out how to tell Simon… “It’s hard to explain so um, just follow me, kay?” he offered with a weak smile. Then finally getting to the apartment door he took out his key, unlocked it and entered.
The apartment was immaculate, clean and tidy. However, child’s drawings were all over the walls. Tossing his bag onto the floor next to a lampstand, he hurried down the hallway and into the closest bedroom. There he stopped and paled when he saw his sobbing child and a frantic babysitter. “Oh, Zack… Thanks for watching him, Michelle. Go ahead home… I’ll pay you next week if that’s okay?” Edmund spoke quietly but quickly then dove forward and scooped up his son, cooing.
Awkwardly, Michelle nodded and hurried out almost running into Simon but, then stopping mumbling an apology and hurrying out.
(Sorry it's a bit rushed, I didn't want to write too much. XD)
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Post by sweetclover1 on Jan 15, 2019 22:28:31 GMT -5
(It's all good, and write as much as you want, I can match ![:)](//storage.proboards.com/6575102/images/lNtnPuxeCzkaKMNYVXVv.gif) ) Simon didn't want to push Edmund too far, so instead he kept the silence, glancing around the neighborhood curiously until they made it to an apartment budding. He couldn't help but swallow a little nervously as he followed the other towards the apartment. What if he's doing something illegal? What if it's something that could get me kicked out of school or lose my scholarship to Juliard? I'm already on thin ice-He had to stop his anxious thinking, telling himself that this was Edmund, he highly doubted it was anything too bad. The teen balked for a moment at the sight of the stairs, but he was too uncomfortable with asking if there was an elevator, because he wasn't going to make the guys life harder just because he had a prosthetic and couldn't comfortably walk up stairs. He knew that his prosthetic wasn't a known fact, so he wasn't going to say anything, but by the time he made it up the stairs he was gasping for air. He was shaking just a little, behind Edmund, pale as he nodded when he was told to follow him. He didn't pay much attention to anything- save the sound of a sobbing kid as he walked into the apartment. The place was spotless, and there were drawings everywhere, clearly made by a little kid. His heart twisted, remembering his own sisters drawings, before chasing the memory away as he watched the scene unfold before him. He leaned heavily against the doorframe, waiting for Edmund to calm down the child, assuming it was his younger brother. He backed away carefully when he woman rushed away, nearly bumping into him, his eyes wide before focusing back at Edmund and the child.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 15, 2019 23:08:21 GMT -5
Cuddling his son, he felt his forehead and frowned. He was burning up, again. Settling the softly whimpering child down, he saw that his eyes were squeezed shut. Trying to pull back to go get a washcloth, he found himself stuck. His little one’s hands gripping his shirt tightly, he was stuck. Grimacing, he glanced at the guest he forgot he had. “Ah, Simon. There is a bathroom right across from here can you grab a washcloth and wet it, they’re under the sink,” he murmured, stroking Zack’honey-coloredcolored hair.
Turning his attention back to the child, he hugged him close, “It’s okay darling. Papa’s here.”
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Post by sweetclover1 on Jan 15, 2019 23:36:25 GMT -5
Simon startled the moment he was called over, nodding with a tiny frown, because he couldn’t help but worry about the sobbing child, but followed the instructions as quickly as possible. He found the bathroom, limping as he found it and the washcloth, wetting it with cool water quickly. He paused at the gentle voice, shocked when he was called papa, before focusing back on the task at hand.
He quietly headed back, handing the wash cloth over to the teen, mind reeling as he tried to wrap his mind around the fact that Edmund was a father. “Here. Is there any Tylenol?”
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Post by Deleted on Jan 16, 2019 0:18:42 GMT -5
By now Zack had fallen asleep and was breathing erratically, causing Edmund to worry all the more. Glancing at Simon, he smiled wearily as he took the cloth and draped it on the boys head. Laying him down, he placed the thinnest sheet over him before standing and motioning for Simon to follow once more. Leading him out of the room he turned towards the other male. "Thirsty or hungry?" he asked lightly.
Taking him to the small kitchen, he rummaged through the cabinets and took out a red toolbox. Edmund took a key and unlocked it, pulling out all sorts of medicine, the last being Tylenol. "We have water and juice in the fridge and goldfish in the pantry. I'll go give this to Zack," he said, before hurrying out.
After a few minutes, Edmund walked back into the kitchen, looking tired.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Jan 16, 2019 0:30:31 GMT -5
Simon stayed quiet as he watched the other take care of what was apparently his child, features impassive, memories of him doing the same thing to his little sister flooding back. He gave nothing away, though, instead keeping quiet before following him into the kitchen.
“Oh-uh, I’m good. Thanks, though.” He responded, clearing his throat, leaning against the wall as the teen took care of the little boy in the other room.
“Is he going to be okay? Does he need to go to the hospital?” Simon asked immediately, remembering when he’d been sick, and how bad fevers were for him.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 16, 2019 1:21:57 GMT -5
Edmund jumped, head snapping over to Simon and then he blushed. "Er, sorry. Forgot you were here... Not use to having people... here," he finished lamely, rubbing the back of his neck. Then he realized what the other asked and he quickly shook his head, "Oh no. He'll be fine. He tends to catch colds easily but he always gets back on his feet in a day or two." Managing a smile, he walked to the counter and leaned back against the sink, arms crossed lightly.
Standing in silence, he tried to think of what to say next. Normally he was very talkative and smiley. Yet, here the two stood awkward and quiet. Shifting, he thought about his son and he smiled warmly. "His name is Zack and he is 4... Gonna turn 5 on my birthday, in a few weeks. He's everything to me," he sounded clear and happy until the end where Edmund became quiet but just as, even more so, happy. Breathing out shakily, he looked at Simon with complete seriousness. "You've got to promise me that you won't tell anyone about him. No family or friends... No one," his voice as hard as ice. He honestly didn't want to be mean, but he just had to make sure. It had to be clear.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Jan 16, 2019 1:57:19 GMT -5
Simon couldn’t help but feel a little guilty when his friend jumped at the sound of his voice. He hadn’t meant to startle the teen, but waved off the apology, because he really didn’t need to say anything. “ Hey, I’m the one intruding here.” Simon pointed out before nodding at the explanation. Poor kid just seemed to have a sucky immune system, something that he could relate to. Nearly every time someone got sick around him he always seemed to catch it, and came out worse as well.
He smiled a little at the description, able to hear the love in the teens voice, and it was easy to see that he was so proud of what was apparently his son. Clearly there was a story there- he’d had a kid at such a young age and honestly it was shocking but he did his best to hide his shock as he continued on. Simons face paled as Edmunds voice turned to ice, shrinking a little at it, before nodding vigorously. “ I wouldn’t! And l-like I said before. No one to tell.” He was still working on becoming closer with his uncles and he wasn’t at that point where he’d share something personal like this.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 16, 2019 18:17:54 GMT -5
Breathing out deeply, Edmund smiled gently. "I'm sorry for my coldness. The reason I moved here was because of people finding out about Zack. I mean, they can insult me all they want but when they started targetting him... Well, I didn't take well to that and had to leave," he explained, motioning with his hands once more. Stopping he flushed, "Sorry. Zack is a hands-on kid and so to get him to listen to me, sometimes I need to make motions in explanation. I'm not trying to insult you or anything."
Turning he grabbed two glasses, filled them with water and moved into the living; taking a seat on the couch he motioned for Simon to take a seat. "So, I'm sure you have questions. Ask away," he offered, smiling warmly.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Jan 16, 2019 18:48:58 GMT -5
Simon shifted a few moments, his face pinched, before nodding slowly at the apology. He couldn't imagine Edmund not being liked, and it was beyond him how anyone could ever target a little baby, but he knew that had to be a story for another day. "Oh... I didn't realize that happened." He said quietly, watching the hand movements, before chuckling at the apology and waving it off. "Don't worry about it. Thats how kids are. I'm not surprised it's hard to not do it around others." He responded with a hesitant smile as h followed Edmund into the living room.
He took the water class with a quiet thanks before stating on the couch, barely sitting on the edge as he looked around, his cheeks a little dark as he glanced around slowly. "Oh, me? Umm.. so... he's yours?" He asked awkwardly, wanting to make sure that he wasn't making any insane assumptions.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 16, 2019 19:47:38 GMT -5
Edmund rubbed his neck and nodded, "Yeah. I can keep from doing it at school but once I get home it just kicks in gear." Shaking his head, he relaxed against the couch and hummed. "Zack? Yeah, he is. It's kinda a longish story... Well, maybe not that long. But, um, I'd rather not say right now," he mumbled, looking unsure. It was a personal story for him, one he didn't feel quite comfortable telling.
Standing, he moved to the fireplace and picked up a picture that Zack drew of the two of them and he walked back to the couch, holding it out to Simon. "Zack adores drawing. In my nonbiased opinion he is rather good too," voice teasing, he winked at the other teen.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 16, 2019 20:39:16 GMT -5
Edmund laughed and nodded, taking a seat and placing the picture on the coffee table in front of them. "Yeah, it's his favorite past time. He draws at least three new ones before I get home usually. I'm working on getting this gigantic set of crayons, colored pencils, and sketchbooks for his birthday. It's crazy expensive and usually I am unable to get him anything like that but I am determined this year," Ed spoke in a firm and determined tone. "Hey, um, I've never heard that you were a big brother. That's cool," he smiled at the thought. Simon definitely seemed like he would make an excellent big brother.
"How old is your sister? You could bring her over sometime," Edmund offered, not knowing that his sister was gone. "I've always had a soft spot for anyone younger than me." He added with a shrug.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Jan 16, 2019 20:48:16 GMT -5
"Oh wow. He's gonna be a professional artist in no time." Simon responded eagerly, smiling just a little at what he wanted to get his boy for his birthday, listening closely because t sounded like something he'd absolutely love if he was drawing this much. "Whens his birthday? I bet you'll have time to get him that. Although, at this rate, I bet it'd be all used up by the end of the year." He joked lightly before the smile fell a little when the attention was turned back onto him. Was. He thought to himself before hiding the faltering smile with a slow sip of water. "No one... I mean I don't have many friends. I don't talk to anyone. So I don't know if anyone would know." He explained with a tiny smile.
He paused for a few moments at the question, swallowing, before shrugging. "She... she wouldn't be able to make it over. She was, uh, five." He said carefully, before smiling a little. "Little kids are quite fun. I've thought of being an elementary school music teacher before."
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Post by Deleted on Jan 16, 2019 21:03:38 GMT -5
Humming, Edmund happily answered. He hadn't really had any to talk to like this ever. Even Michelle was not someone he was comfortable enough to speak so openly to. "Three weeks, May third. Mine and his birthday... Can't believe that he is already 5," shaking his head, he let out a breathless laugh. At Simon next words he frowned and reached forward, placing a hand on his. "Well, I am a friend. Whether you like it or not!" declaring this with a wide grin that fell, as what Simon said caught his ears.
Swallowing he gazed at him with concern. "Was? Is she... I mean... I'm so sorry," he whispered, uncertain of what to say or do now. However, the very last comment Simon made reappeared in Ed's mind and he filed that away for later. He did want to talk about that but... Later.
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