The Weekend From Hell; Babysitting Kyo || closed thread ||
Anthony turned off the engine of his garbage heap. If only he could have enough money to buy something nice but alas––
He picked up his duffel bag and left the car. He then walked up to the doorsteps, finding the key as it was where Hiba had told him it would and unlocked the door with ease.
Yet, here he almost hesitated. He had recently re watched Home Alone for an essay and had no problems imagining that Kyo would want to copy every trick from the film, so he prayed to whomever would listen that Kyo wouldn’t have seen any of the three (or was it four? he couldn’t remember right now.) movies.
Anthony then opened the door and got in, toeing off his shoes since Hiba nor Kyo liked people wearing shoes inside. “Kyo? Are you home?” he called as he hung up his jacket.
