#earnest wolfe

[shytownie]

percy: uh. yeah, i’m serious. what’s your problem?

earnest: what’s my problem? damn it, percy!

earnest: look - how many calls from me and florence have you ignored in the past week? have you even checked your texts?

percy: uh, i admit i may have been kinda absent -

earnest: absent, seriously? do you even want to know what we were even trying to talk to you about?

percy: uh, yeah. it seems important since you’re so worked up about it.

earnest: i’m worked up? good lord, perce, mom fucking died! and since you couldn’t bother yourself to answer our messages or calls or anything, florence and i had to handle everything by ourselves.

percy: wha- mom? you’re kidding, right?

earnest: (sighs) no. look, i’m too pissed right now to discuss this with you anymore. if you bother to answer your phone, maybe florence or i can tell you how and when exactly she passed away. that’s if either of us feels like talking to you, though.

[shytownie]

earnest: so, are you the nora that invited me over?

nora: yep, in the flesh! i told percy an hour ago you were gonna be here but i don’t know if they really heard me, to be honest.

earnest: they’re really good at selective hearing. you’ll get used to it if you stick around them a while. it’s one of their, uh, “finer” traits.

nora: yeah, that’s the impression i’ve gotten so far. anyway, wanna come talk to percy? i don’t know how much they’ve been in touch, but they definitely miss you.

[shytownie]

percy: hey earnest! what -

earnest: percy! hey! you...you’re okay. that’s good.

percy: huh? why wouldn’t i be okay? and what’s wrong? you looked pretty gloomy over there.

earnest: wait. you’re really - are you serious?

[shytownie]

earnest: hey, stranger.

percy: earnest! you - um, are you, uh - can i hug you?

earnest: of course, you dingus. florence and i may still be angry with you, but that doesn’t mean we don’t miss you.

percy: i’m glad. i mean, i’m not glad that you’re angry, but i’m glad you don’t…hate me, y’know? wait. you don’t hate me, do you?

earnest: no, perce. we don’t.

[shytownie]

percy: damn, he looks rough. what’s got him so mopey?

[shytownie]

percy: (muttering) ‘meet me at planet honey pop tonight,’ she said. ‘it’ll be fun!’ she said. well, nora didn’t say to meet her at the freaking love festival. does that mean she - wait. is that earnest?

[shytownie]

earnest: oh god, are they usually like this?

nora: ha! yeah, they are. honestly, it can be a bit much, but i’m glad they’re having fun. 

earnest: so you think toby’s alright?

nora: mhm. it’s sweet how toby’s been finding little ways to help out with city council stuff for percy. plus, we’ve all gone to a few climate action protests together, and i’ve decided that he’s a good egg that kind of balances percy out a bit…well, when they aren’t having tickle fights, i guess.

[shytownie]