who: @ghostsbrokenbyfairytales ( chase )
where: outside → inside shed/garage, post beach party
it had been weeks now of attempts to get chase to talk to him. of course wyatt knew it would be a process and his son was valid for his anger. as laid back as wyatt was, even he would've been angry in his son's shoes. they'd graduated to chase at least acknowledging his existence and telling him to 'shut up' which was progress. however, once the events at the lake get together transpired, wyatt's first instinct was to look for chase and make sure he was okay. when he did finally catch up to him, they were part way into town and it was getting late.
❝chase, buddy, i know you don't want to talk to me but we need to get inside somewhere.❞ wyatt glanced around in the dusk light. ❝you're cutting it close here and i don't think we have a whole lot of time left.❞ though he's only lived with the new conditions for a short time, he knew chase would be well versed in it all by now to know what he meant. much better than wyatt did, by far.