Nov 26, 2018
At the Docks - Closed starter
@asklejuin
Trip was leaning against the remnants of an overturned boat. He was fiddling with the slinky Morgan’s penpal had sent him while he awaited his twins arrival. The boy’s stomach was in giant knots, flip flopping back and forth and to be honest, he felt like he was going to be sick. He wanted to believe it would all be fine, but he had a fear that maybe this wouldn’t be alright with June. Then he’d have to pick between brother and boyfriend.
He glanced around as he heard steps, brown eyes seeking out the very familiar frame of his twin. “ Hey.”