@progrcmmed, from here.
They’d been on & off all through high school, though it’d seem like now they’re off permanently with Brock moving across the goddamn country in a few weeks & the huge blowout they’d had on Tuesday about some other fucking thing. Lately that’s all they seemed to do is fight, & as much as he hates it, maybe it’s just... time. He’d graduated, done two years at a community college, then been accepted on a big scholarship nowhere near this podunk town, so he was gone.
... Maybe that’s what they’d fought over. He can’t remember anymore & he just hurts. There’s a storm on the horizon, but Bucky had said he’d be over to pick up his stuff soon, so Brock goes back to packing up his own shit. If he’s being honest, he doesn’t want to go. Not without Buck, but he’s not even sure what the hell to do. This is it.... Right?
He hears the keys in the door & doesn’t stop taping up the box he’s working on. “Yo, you’re stuff’s-” And with that, there’s a colossal crack that knocks out the power & the sky opens up in a torrential flood. ... There goes that plan, evidently.
