better brother, better son

𝐹𝒶𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝑒 𝒶𝓌𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝑒 𝒶𝓌𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓊𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝓀 𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓊𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝓀 𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝑒 𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓋𝑒 𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝐼 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝓇𝓎 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎 𝓇𝒽𝓎𝓂𝑒 𝒯𝑜 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝒶𝒸𝓇𝑜𝓈𝓈 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝐼 𝒶𝓂 𝒹𝓎𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒯𝑜 𝓁𝑒𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓃𝑒𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝓇𝓎 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝓀

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peter-silas:

“As long as I can come over and you order a motherfuckin’ pizza. Think of it as paying me for my services,” Peter negotiated; it had now become a part of his senses to incorporate all his business classes into his daily life. “Deal? Get in.”

“I think the cost of a pizza is gonna be worth more than you driving me a coupla blocks, but sure, dude.” It wasn’t even like it was a hardship or anything. Peter was his friend after all. “Even though I’m paying, thanks for the ride.”

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kxtsxan:

katherine: is your muffin buttered?  katherine: would you like to me to butter them with my nuts? katherine: no but fr, that’s the worst. like when that fucker hits your nose ! ooo smh

cayden: i can’t with you right now, kat cayden: like really cayden: thankfully, no nose. slammed right against my cheek though. hurt so freakin’ bad. 

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kxtsxan:

katherine: I TOOK 2 BARS OFF JUST TO LAUGH katherine: next time drop deez nuts on your face ;)

cayden: glad I could make you laugh cayden: even with the deez nuts cayden: :P

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peter-silas:

peter: you’re kidding i thought we were going to have an actual conversation

cayden: did you really think I was revealing my soul to you? cayden: that’s kind of a bummer for you, man.

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peter-silas:

“That’s completely unfair, right? I’ve worked my ass off since the moment I got here, and that guy just totally fucked me over. Y’know what, forget it. Just get in the car. Where did you need to go again? I’m not your Uber driver, so make it quick.”

“Yeah man. I’m sorry. That frickin’ suck. You wanna talk about it while you drive me home?” Cayden wasn’t one to ask for favors usually, but after a long shift, he really didn’t want to walk home. 

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cayden: this is a story all about how my life got flipped turned upside down cayden: so i’d like to take a minute just sitting right there to tell you cayden: how i dropped my phone on my face

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kxtsxan:

“Oh fuck..” Kat sat back with a gentle frown, “like romantically or not even as friends? Because I read or someone might have mentioned that it may take some time or something? Maybe I read it in some bullshit unicorn book, but they’re your soulmate, they have to connect to you in some way! That’s not fair!”

Grimacing slightly, Cayden shoot his head. He didn’t want her pity or sympathy. It wasn’t really necessary. “Hey. Seriously, it’s fine. I mean they don’t know. My mark is pretty hidden anyway. I just know because I’ve seen theirs. So it’s fine. Seriously. It’s cool. All part of the plan, right?”

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wtfxsage:

“I’m offering to help, and you can refuse it, but I’m offering. I’m gonna ask now though, is it heavy? I’m a runner, not a lifter, and I’m a little,” she paused making a hand gesture for drinking, “you know.” She laughed. “It might take me a minute, but I’ll help as much as I can.”

“It’s like you’re avoiding the question.” Cayden didn’t press more though because he would have hated it if the roles were reversed. He avoided things for a reason. “The drums are l already loaded. Just a few odds and ends left to load up. I didn’t trust my kit in a party full of drunks. I’m not stupid.”

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wtfxsage:

Sage poked his stomach with her free hand. “Tiny friend forever.” She grinned. She had a flash of something other than a smile go across her face. “It isn’t heavy, is it?”

“Hey, what was that look?” He immediately latched on to the quick flash of something other than a smile flashing across his friend’s face. Even as he ignored her other question. He wouldn’t actually ask her to help him finish packing up his kit. He trusted her, but he was too protective of all his instruments. 

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kxtsxan:

“NO WAY!” Kat held her hand over her mouth, her eyes wide in shock, “oh my god, it worked? You found your–oh my god, I can’t believe that’s a thing, that’s real…so who is it? How’s it been knowing you found your person, oh my god..”

He rushed to shake his head. “No, not really.” He believed in the marks. In the destiny, but not everyone did. “The other person doesn’t really know our marks match? They don’t seem into it, ya’know?”

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wtfxsage:

“I’ve been this size since I was twelve.” She laughed. She wrapped her arm around him and played with the fabric of his shirt. “I mean, I know. I was just making sure.” She paused, before looking up at him. “You’re sure you don’t mind, right?”

“...So what you’re saying is you’e gonna be my tiny friend forever.” It didn’t matter really. Tiny or not, Sage was awesome. “Come on, I wouldn’t have offered if I minded. We just gotta tell my friend I’m ditching him. And load up the last of the gear in the suv.” His kit was already loaded - no way was he leaving it unattended at a party filled with drunk people. 

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kxtsxan:

“I’m pretty certain I don’t have one,” Kat shrugged nonchalantly, “which isn’t bad, I guess, right?” Cocking her head, she smirked, “don’t change the subject, Cayden..”

Cayden copied her pose, tilting his head to the side. “I’m not changing the subject, Kat. Everyone has one, right?” He tapped on the table, just a simple beat, but still grounding. “I mean I’ve seen the person who’s mark matches mine...I know who they are, but...yeah.”

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wtfxsage:

Sage looked up at him with a bright smile. “I saw a little! Well, I heard it, I couldn’t see over people to see who was playing.” It was true, she heard it, but like most things, couldn’t see it. She nodded at his offer for a ride home, “Sure, I’m all for a ride home. You haven’t been drinking though, have you?”

“My tiny friend,” he teased lightly, his smile widening, becoming much softer. “Someday you’ll grow.” He steered them around, back in the direction of his suv. “I wouldn’t have offered you a ride if I had been, I promise. ‘Sides, I don’t really drink that much, remember?”

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kxtsxan:

“I hope to god that works out for someone, you know?” she smiled, gently licking her lip in thought, “I know I’m coming off a bit ‘cruella deville’ about it because it sucks for me and I’m a bitter little cricket,” she said playfully, “but I’m really hoping you get your grand plan life thing,” she nodded with a bit of a smile, “any hopes for who it’ll turn out to be?” 

He grimaced, but he really did understand how she could be so down about soulmates. “You haven’t met yours?” he asked, curiosity clear on his face. Both because he was honestly curious, but also to distract her from her question. 

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wtfxsage:

Sage giggled, looking up at him. She thought about all the things people said about how they should be together. “Of course, silly goose.” She reached up, tapping his nose. “What are you doing here?”

Cayden crossed his eyes, huffing out a soft laugh. “I played.” He gestured behind him, toward the party. “Did you miss that...” Looping his arm around her waist, he fell into step beside her. “You need a ride home?”

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kxtsxan:

“I’m doing alright, spending some time out before heading into the shop tonight,” she placed a delicate hand against her cheek. “Oh please,” she playfully rolled her eyes, “wishing and hoping only sets expectations high, especially lately with all this ‘soulmate’ prattle going around, I haven’t actually met anyone who has met theirs, so it seems a bit false to me..” she took a deep breath, “what about you? What’s your take on that?”

“I mean...I don’t know.” It was awkward to have the, ‘I believe’ conversation with people who didn’t. And Kat didn’t seem to believe. “I guess I have high expectations? I mean. I think it’s part of my plan, ya’know? Like the grand plan...master plan for my life? You don’t though, I’m guessing?”

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amandaeverlyknox:

“I saw someone meet their soulmate today and really awkwardly run away in the other direction. I really wish I knew the story behind that one. Even if you don’t believe in all of the stuff about these marks, wouldn’t you at least be a little curious?”

“Right?” Cayden was an avid believer in soulmates...the the marks actually being there because they were a part of God’s plan for your life. He didn’t understand how some people just didn’t believe. And even more than not believe, some people were actively opposed to their marks. “I don’t get people who don’t at least want to know a little bit. Why not, ya’know?”