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Helpless || Open

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Layla was laying her head on Wyatt’s chest. Maybe when it was daylight, they’d find their way out of here. Just as he was resigning himself to a night spent laying against this tree when a Fletchinder flew up to him. “Um…where did you come from?” Wyatt had barely gotten the words out when he heard….something. He craned his neck and could make out some disturbance in the plants in the distance. For the first time in what felt like hours, Wyatt felt a pinprick of hope. “Hello?”

@joshbrynes

Josh stumbled over a twig, catching his balance on a tree. God, he was too drunk for this. He was trying to keep up with Fletchinder as best as possible but it was hard when he was intoxicated and it was dark too. He’d be lucky if he didn’t fall and break an ankle or something wandering through the forest like this. He really hoped he wasn’t wandering around for no reason.

He walked forward, Fletch still in his view until she suddenly sped up and flew through a group of trees. “Geez girl, slow down,” he grumbled as he was forced to push his way through a thick group of leafy bushes.

“Fletch?” he whispered, only seeing branches and twigs in front of him. Instead of hearing a chirp in reply, he heard a faint ‘hello’ and either he was that damn wasted or there was actually a person out here. He thanked God when he finally made it to the other side that it was the latter.

“Um…hi?” he waved at the kid leaning against the tree with with his Fletchinder in front of him. He wasn’t sure he knew this him, but he did look slightly distressed. “I’m Josh. Were you the one out here calling for help?”

Iggy snuffled by Claudia’s side as she made her way cautiously through the dark forest. For a moment she cursed herself for even being out here. She really needed to stop trusting her gut. But as she strode through, casting her eyes around in case Wyatt just appeared out of no where, she heard a distant voice. ‘Hello?’ A very delayed echo of her own call? Claudia frowned and beckoned Iggy to follow her closer to the brief noise. “Anybody out here?” It was too dark in this forest to see anything. Was she hearing voices or was it just her imagination? She quickened her pace, Iggy trotting along behind, watching her back, ready for attack.

#para #wyatt #josh #sorry this took me a little bit!#also hope this is okay #you can choose to ignore her or not #I left it kinda open

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Helpless || Open

Wyatt sighed and sat down against a tree. A pulsating pain started at the bal of his feet and rippled out. Between that and the sweat trickling down his back, he was 100% uncomfortable and unhappy. They had been wandering for what felt like hours

Layla whined. “I know, girl, I know.” He pat her on the head and she settled down next to him. Wyatt felt like he was at the end of his rope. How were they going to get out of this? “HELP!” He yelled out, partly out of frustration and partly out of desperation. It wasn’t like anyone was going to hear him this time. No one heard him any of the other times.

joshbrynes

Josh took a step into the trees, away from the bright lights and loud noises of everything around him. He hand been feeling overwhelmed and for some reason he couldn’t quite seem to get a grip on anything happening around him. He was drunk, he was exhausted and God he was starving but he just couldn’t think with all the stimulation going on around him. All he could wonder was how the hell he’d even gotten himself to this point? He’d told himself he would stop by for an hour max, yet somehow that had turned into several hours, multiples drinks and a very questionable cookie.

He felt significantly calmer and more level headed among nature. The deeper he wandered, the more comfortable he became. He wasn’t sure how many times he’d traveled the woods on the edge of campus, but even in his intoxicated state, he knew them better than the back of his hand.

At first he thought he was losing it. He was clearly too drunk, and only God knew what else, to hear what he was hearing. He’d traveled far enough that he couldn’t really hear the music of the party, except for a few stray melodies. Instead he heard something else…a person? It couldn’t be. He had to have been more intoxicated than he thought…but the harder he tried to pass it off as being drunk, the more the sound seemed to nag at his eardrums. As much as he wanted to write it off, he couldn’t. He knew he’d obsess over it until he knew exactly what that sound was. God forbid something or someone was out here trying to ruin the party and he not do something about it.

“Okay,” he told himself, leaning up against a tree and running his hands through his hair, “I’m drunk…like really drunk…but Fletch isn’t.” He dug in his pockets until he found her pokeball and thanked the heavens he hadn’t left home without it before releasing the bird. “Alright girl…I need you to do me a favor. Case the scene alright? I think I’m overreacting but just make sure there’s nothing weird out here?”

The bird nodded instinctively, used to her trainer’s odd tendencies by now. Josh knew if anything strange was out here, Fletch would be the one to find it.