Post-event starter for Malia and Peter @drvcxrys
Everything had been a bit chaotic since he arrived in Washington only a little while ago. The events of the past few days were a complete blur and he wasn’t even sure what had happened. If anyone asked him, he doubted he’d be able to respond.
Also his patience meter was running a bit lower than desirable. He still had no idea about his family. Who was safe, and who wasn’t. He remembered flames, burning then somehow he was here in Washington. How fucking random was that.
He took a seat, frustrated and tired he pinched the bridge of his nose. As much as he disagreed with Talia, he could use some of her wise words now. She was very calming to say the least.
Derek? Did he survive? Laura? The smell of someone approaching hit the roof of his mouth and he looked up at the figure before him.
“Are you alright?”