thexlpha
THERE WAS A SMALL NOISE that came from the oldest Mitchell boy, which sounded like a noise of irritation or annoyance. Rubbing both hands over his face, he inhaled deeply as if he to attempt to get rid of the tiredness in his features. But he knew that no matter what he did, he couldn't get rid of it. Ever since the park, he'd been so restless ----- he hadn't been able to get a full nights rest, mainly because whenever he'd close his eyes, the Indominus Rex would be chasing him, but only him. Not Gray, not Owen and not Aunt Claire. Just him. Not only that, but Gray kept him up as well with the screaming in the middle of the night. Since that trip to the park, it fucked both of the boys up, and their mother had even noticed before their father moved out whilst the process of the divorce was going on. ----- Once he heard a pair of feet shuffle closer to where he sat, he turned to look over his shoulder, his muscles tense but they soon relaxed once he noticed it was Owen. ❝----- What's up?❞