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They're Back // Tyree
Trent turned over in bed, his dreams getting worse and worse by the minute. Within seconds he was up, his breathing heavy and sweat dripping down his forehead while his head snapped back and forth. Then he realized that he wasn't at West Park and he was with Nyree in bed. At home. He laid back down, his head relaxing into the sweat-soaked pillow with shut eyes. "Fuck..." he muttered.
Ding. Ding. Dingdingdingdingding. This was about the twentieth time that Jonah’s index finger had rapidly pressed buttons on the elevator. He was sure it was getting on Carson’s nerves, but he was still very child-like, how much could really e expected from him? That’s when he lost his balance. He whimpered slightly as he hit the floor. The elevator had stopped. He looked up at Carson apologetically, knowing it was probably his fault.
coffeeshopmuses replied to your post:|| Lyric’s only a half siren, so he doesn’t...
*whispers* fish boy
precisely B)
"Vivien! Sweetie! Stop that!" Trent ran around the kitchen as Viv continuously started to run from him. "Daddy's not mad, he just needs to know why and... how... you managed to knock a bowl off a counter that you can't even reach. Jesus Christ! Stop running! For such short legs... Fuck."
