#chris&pj

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┘chris&pj *☄; closed starter // @mcrcki

chris had been on autopilot for days, just going through the motions. things had been blurred after pj had found him to tell him about wyatt. he had tried to rationalize. they'd been through this before with uncle coop. but these days it felt like instead of finding more of his family, he was losing someone new every day. chris couldn't stand it. "we have to do something," he said, sitting down on the edge of his coffee table to rest his elbows on his knees. "to get everyone to remember. even mom. i've been looking into stuff at the library, but i'm not even sure there's a spell or potion that would help. do you know what made your dad remember that time?"

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┘chris&pj *☄; closed starter // @mcrcki

pj and parker were the only family in the city who remembered him before he'd disappeared, so he'd thought to find them first. he could've orbed right into pj's place, in theory. but the goal wasn't to give his cousin a heart attack, so opting for at least knocking on the door seemed sensible. he didn't know how long he'd been gone really. only that he had been, and that a lot of his family was riddled with grief when his spell had sent him into some nowhere. "pj? you in there?" he called after the first knock, as if he couldn't sense them. "please tell me i'm back where i think i am."

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┘meme  *☄; @mcrcki​ said --

♫ 87 - chris and pj // Graceland Too by Phoebe Bridgers

chris bit into another cracker and let his eyes wander back up to the sky. the city hid most stars, but the moon was still visible. he and pj sat side by side on the bench, both bundled up to keep out the cold. he knew she was still upset about her dad. he didn’t know how to help other than to offer her snacks and some time after his shift at the restaurant. grief was something he understood well enough, but no one had really been there during his. “sometimes it’s better than just going home - sitting here. i get it in my head when i’m home alone.” he was speaking of himself, but it was also for her. he wished he had better words. he’d do anything for her and her sisters, for phoebe, if it meant they didn’t have to feel this way. “more than usual anyway,” he amended. 

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┘chris&pj*☄; closed starter   // @mcrcki​

“heard i missed a lot by cutting out of that party early,” chris said, dropping into the seat beside his cousin. he’d heard through quiet conversations of strangers of some of the things that went down at the white house. it made him immensely worried for his family in the moment, but being able to sense them all put his mind somewhat at ease. “you alright?”

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┘chris&pj *☄; closed event starter  // @mcrcki​

"i’m staying for thirty more minutes and that’s it,” chris said, his voice hovering close to firmness. this wasn’t his type of event - not that any ‘event’ was. and what a waste of his time. but he’d do anything for pj, or any of his cousins. attending a gala, though, was done reluctantly. “will that satisfy your need to see me looking ridiculous?”

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┘chris&pj *☄; closed starter // @mcrcki​

chris rested his elbows on his knees as he sat on the curb. at this point he’d given up all hope of orbing back to the manor, but his heart was still racing with anxiety. he’d been mid-conversation with piper when he felt himself be ripped away. she must have been worried sick. and what about wyatt? he needed to get back. chris let out a sigh and rubbed at his temples. maybe there was another spell he could try. he just wished he knew where he was, or when he was for that matter. “could this day get any worse?” he grumbled to no one in particular.