TIME: 8:45PM LOCATION: OUTSIDE OF TOWN HALL TAG: @orphanedtwice
he steps out of the building, pulling out his camera from his bag - a part of him wishes he filmed during the meeting, had it recording inside his bag or something just so he could review the tapes in the silence of his bedroom to see if he could dig something up in between the gunfire of words.
it’s not his job, he knows, and it’s a stupid idea, he knows - if anyone found out if he had done it, then he would’ve been done for - he got through tonight unscathed, but he didn’t need any reason to have people looking at him in ways he didn’t want anymore.
he turns on the camera and flips it towards himself, pressing the record button and sighing before speaking.
“8:45. town hall. we just finished a meeting.... “
he needs these, really. maybe it’s more out of habit than anything, the boy finding comfort in the blinking red eyes and glassy stare of a camera lens. he needs something to hear his thoughts, something private to share without broadcasting it to the world but still enough to get it out - and this is the best soren has, the recording good enough to pass for ears on too quiet nights.
“... this video diary is a mess and i’m spiralling off again, but it’s hard to remem - hey, jack! jack!” his tone almost automatically changes at the sight of his friend, going from somber to excited in the span of seconds, video diary to the upbeat vlogs he knows so well at the sight of the familiar smile on the others’ face.
“any official statements, mr. summers? we’ve heard a lot from the people, but now it’s time to hear from the authority... what do you make of this, sir?” soren mocks playfully, smile already in full bloom on his lips.