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[text: The Cool(ish) Uncle] Hey Scott, been a while, I'm currently at the airport with no money and no way way home, so if you don't hate me or you're not drunk right now, can you come get me? pls and thx [text: The Cool(ish) Uncle] p.s. I will buy you Scotch if you would like to get drunk as a thank you
[text: Laurelie] fine. But only because you promised Scotch. Be there in 20
[text: The Cool(ish) Uncle] Thank you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You’re my favorite.
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“Where were you?” (but could we do it with Laurie's mom, back when they were teenagers?)
(Yes!!!)
“I was out…” The seventeen-year-old muttered, shutting the door as quietly as he could behind himself.
He hadn’t expected anyone to still be up this late, especially not his sister.
“Out where?” she said putting her magazine down “C’mon Scottie? Think I’m going to rat you out?”
She smirked, that statement wasn’t entirely true, it depended on his answer.
Scott gave her a side-eyed glance as he shrugged off his coat, which now smelled like some cheap perfume.
“Just… Out.” He said, plopping down beside her.
Gwen pursed her lips, catching a wife of perfume “Out with someone?” She leaned on him and batted her eyes “Remember I’m the fun one, I keep the secrets”
A pink blush dusted across the tips of his ears and he shrugged.
“Y'know that girl… Shelly?” Scott asked.
Gwen smiled, sat up, and leaned into him “The hot, sweet one Herc wants you to stay away from?”Â
“That’s the one… He dad almost fucking caught us. I was nose deep in her cavern when he started banging on the door.” Scott sneered.
“I had to crawl out the window like an animal.”
Gwen laughed and then quickly covered her mouth to keep from waking anyone up “Oooooh, Scottie look at you all grown up”
“Shut up…” Scott muttered, a blush spreading from his cheeks down his neck.
“But Seriously, sis. Don’t tell Herc. Ever since he started hanging around with that Angela Kelly he’s been all lame.” Scott said rolling his eyes. He paused for a moment for a minute then added, “except Angela is cool so what she sees in him I don’t know.”
Gwen smiled anf laughed a little “I promise I won’t, alright. It’s none of his business.”
She pondered the last statement for a minute, “Yeah your right, I mean she’s way out of his league. She’s pretty, smart, funny, fun, and should do better than our scrawny, socially awkward, bossy, older brother.”
“She really could… But they’re crazy about her… You think he’s serious? He.. He kinda acts serious.” Scott said, unsure how he felt about the idea of big brother Hercules being “serious” about a girl.
Gwen shrugged “I don’t know, he may act and feel serious, that doesn’t mean she is.” Gwen thought about it for a moment, her brother actually having someone, maybe it’d fix him.Â
“Well… I guess if that’s who he decides to shack up with I’d be down with it.” Scott shrugged.
She was always nice to Scott. Herc was nicer when he was with her, too.
“Yeah, I mean we don’t have to shack up with them” she sighed “He can do what he wants”
“Where were you?” (but could we do it with Laurie's mom, back when they were teenagers?)
(Yes!!!)
“I was out…” The seventeen-year-old muttered, shutting the door as quietly as he could behind himself.
He hadn’t expected anyone to still be up this late, especially not his sister.
“Out where?” she said putting her magazine down “C’mon Scottie? Think I’m going to rat you out?”
She smirked, that statement wasn’t entirely true, it depended on his answer.
Scott gave her a side-eyed glance as he shrugged off his coat, which now smelled like some cheap perfume.
“Just… Out.” He said, plopping down beside her.
Gwen pursed her lips, catching a wife of perfume “Out with someone?” She leaned on him and batted her eyes “Remember I’m the fun one, I keep the secrets”
A pink blush dusted across the tips of his ears and he shrugged.
“Y'know that girl… Shelly?” Scott asked.
Gwen smiled, sat up, and leaned into him “The hot, sweet one Herc wants you to stay away from?”Â
“That’s the one… He dad almost fucking caught us. I was nose deep in her cavern when he started banging on the door.” Scott sneered.
“I had to crawl out the window like an animal.”
Gwen laughed and then quickly covered her mouth to keep from waking anyone up “Oooooh, Scottie look at you all grown up”
“Shut up…” Scott muttered, a blush spreading from his cheeks down his neck.
“But Seriously, sis. Don’t tell Herc. Ever since he started hanging around with that Angela Kelly he’s been all lame.” Scott said rolling his eyes. He paused for a moment for a minute then added, “except Angela is cool so what she sees in him I don’t know.”
Gwen smiled anf laughed a little “I promise I won’t, alright. It’s none of his business.”
She pondered the last statement for a minute, “Yeah your right, I mean she’s way out of his league. She’s pretty, smart, funny, fun, and should do better than our scrawny, socially awkward, bossy, older brother.”
“She really could… But they’re crazy about her… You think he’s serious? He.. He kinda acts serious.” Scott said, unsure how he felt about the idea of big brother Hercules being “serious” about a girl.
Gwen shrugged “I don’t know, he may act and feel serious, that doesn’t mean she is.” Gwen thought about it for a moment, her brother actually having someone, maybe it’d fix him.Â
“Where were you?” (but could we do it with Laurie's mom, back when they were teenagers?)
(Yes!!!)
“I was out…” The seventeen-year-old muttered, shutting the door as quietly as he could behind himself.
He hadn’t expected anyone to still be up this late, especially not his sister.
“Out where?” she said putting her magazine down “C’mon Scottie? Think I’m going to rat you out?”
She smirked, that statement wasn’t entirely true, it depended on his answer.
Scott gave her a side-eyed glance as he shrugged off his coat, which now smelled like some cheap perfume.
“Just… Out.” He said, plopping down beside her.
Gwen pursed her lips, catching a wife of perfume “Out with someone?” She leaned on him and batted her eyes “Remember I’m the fun one, I keep the secrets”
A pink blush dusted across the tips of his ears and he shrugged.
“Y'know that girl… Shelly?” Scott asked.
Gwen smiled, sat up, and leaned into him “The hot, sweet one Herc wants you to stay away from?”Â
“That’s the one… He dad almost fucking caught us. I was nose deep in her cavern when he started banging on the door.” Scott sneered.
“I had to crawl out the window like an animal.”
Gwen laughed and then quickly covered her mouth to keep from waking anyone up “Oooooh, Scottie look at you all grown up”
“Shut up…” Scott muttered, a blush spreading from his cheeks down his neck.
“But Seriously, sis. Don’t tell Herc. Ever since he started hanging around with that Angela Kelly he’s been all lame.” Scott said rolling his eyes. He paused for a moment for a minute then added, “except Angela is cool so what she sees in him I don’t know.”
Gwen smiled anf laughed a little “I promise I won’t, alright. It’s none of his business.”
She pondered the last statement for a minute, “Yeah your right, I mean she’s way out of his league. She’s pretty, smart, funny, fun, and should do better than our scrawny, socially awkward, bossy, older brother.”
“Where were you?” (but could we do it with Laurie's mom, back when they were teenagers?)
(Yes!!!)
“I was out…” The seventeen-year-old muttered, shutting the door as quietly as he could behind himself.
He hadn’t expected anyone to still be up this late, especially not his sister.
“Out where?” she said putting her magazine down “C’mon Scottie? Think I’m going to rat you out?”
She smirked, that statement wasn’t entirely true, it depended on his answer.
Scott gave her a side-eyed glance as he shrugged off his coat, which now smelled like some cheap perfume.
“Just… Out.” He said, plopping down beside her.
Gwen pursed her lips, catching a wife of perfume “Out with someone?” She leaned on him and batted her eyes “Remember I’m the fun one, I keep the secrets”
A pink blush dusted across the tips of his ears and he shrugged.
“Y'know that girl… Shelly?” Scott asked.
Gwen smiled, sat up, and leaned into him “The hot, sweet one Herc wants you to stay away from?”Â
“That’s the one… He dad almost fucking caught us. I was nose deep in her cavern when he started banging on the door.” Scott sneered.
“I had to crawl out the window like an animal.”
Gwen laughed and then quickly covered her mouth to keep from waking anyone up “Oooooh, Scottie look at you all grown up”
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“Where were you?” (but could we do it with Laurie's mom, back when they were teenagers?)
(Yes!!!)
“I was out…” The seventeen-year-old muttered, shutting the door as quietly as he could behind himself.
He hadn’t expected anyone to still be up this late, especially not his sister.
“Out where?” she said putting her magazine down “C’mon Scottie? Think I’m going to rat you out?”
She smirked, that statement wasn’t entirely true, it depended on his answer.
Scott gave her a side-eyed glance as he shrugged off his coat, which now smelled like some cheap perfume.
“Just… Out.” He said, plopping down beside her.
Gwen pursed her lips, catching a wife of perfume “Out with someone?” She leaned on him and batted her eyes “Remember I’m the fun one, I keep the secrets”
A pink blush dusted across the tips of his ears and he shrugged.
“Y'know that girl… Shelly?” Scott asked.
Gwen smiled, sat up, and leaned into him “The hot, sweet one Herc wants you to stay away from?”Â
“Where were you?” (but could we do it with Laurie's mom, back when they were teenagers?)
(Yes!!!)
“I was out…” The seventeen-year-old muttered, shutting the door as quietly as he could behind himself.
He hadn’t expected anyone to still be up this late, especially not his sister.
“Out where?” she said putting her magazine down “C’mon Scottie? Think I’m going to rat you out?”
She smirked, that statement wasn’t entirely true, it depended on his answer.
Scott gave her a side-eyed glance as he shrugged off his coat, which now smelled like some cheap perfume.
“Just… Out.” He said, plopping down beside her.
Gwen pursed her lips, catching a wife of perfume “Out with someone?” She leaned on him and batted her eyes “Remember I’m the fun one, I keep the secrets”
“Where were you?” (but could we do it with Laurie's mom, back when they were teenagers?)
(Yes!!!)
“I was out…” The seventeen-year-old muttered, shutting the door as quietly as he could behind himself.
He hadn’t expected anyone to still be up this late, especially not his sister.
“Out where?” she said putting her magazine down “C’mon Scottie? Think I’m going to rat you out?”
She smirked, that statement wasn’t entirely true, it depended on his answer.
rough touch
18. My muse clutches their hand tightly around your muse’s mouth to silence them.
“Why the fuck did you follow me here?!” Scott hissed frantically after he clamped his strong calloused hands down on Laurelie’s tiny wrist and across her mouth, then yanked her towards him.
“I am going to move my hand, then you are going to quietly tell me what you’re doing here.” He whispered low and dangerous, “nod if you understand.”
She nodded, wanting his hand off her mouth asap. Him pulling her hurt and his hand against her mouth was not a good feeling. She started to feel like this was a bad idea, but there’s no way she’d tell him that.
Slowly, Scott loosened his grip on his niece and uncovered her mouth.
“Why are you following me?” He hissed, looking over his shoulder then snapping his gaze back to her.
She stared at hum, biting her lip. “I wanted to know where you sneak off to all the time, we’re worried about you”
Scott opened his mouth to answer her, then a movement in his peripheral vision caught his attention.
His eyes widened and he grabbed Laurlie and pushed her back into a stairwell and out of sight as footsteps could be heard approaching.
“Stay quiet. Don’t make a fucking sound or a fucking move.” He hissed in a whisper before walking to meet the figure halfway.
“Scotty boy! My favorite customer-” the man said.
“Save it. Just give me what I came for, Julian.” Scott said, holding out a few paper bills.
“You got it pal,” the man chuckled as he reached into his inner coat pocket and pulled out a little bag filled with bright blue pills, “fair warning; this shit is stout, Scotty boy.” He said with a crocodile grin.
Scott waved him off and the man retreated, getting in the back seat of a black sedan with promptly drove off. He sighed and pocketed the bag.
She winced as he shoved her into the stairwell. She stayed as still as she could. An anger and fear welled up in her as Scott grabbed the pills.Â
After the man left, Laurelie crept out from the stairwell. “What the fuck?” she snapped.
Scott squeezed his eyes shut and stood in place. He couldn’t bear to turn around and face his niece; he didn’t have to see her to imagine the fury and horror she must have felt seeing his dirty little secret.
“This… This is the last time. I didn’t want anyone to see this…” He trailed off.
He knew Laurlie wouldn’t buy into his lame excuses anyways.
Laurelie was seething with rage. She felt like crying and screaming and exploding. “Really? REALLY? Is it the last time?!” she clenched her fists “What the hell is this?!”
rough touch
18. My muse clutches their hand tightly around your muse’s mouth to silence them.
“Why the fuck did you follow me here?!” Scott hissed frantically after he clamped his strong calloused hands down on Laurelie’s tiny wrist and across her mouth, then yanked her towards him.
“I am going to move my hand, then you are going to quietly tell me what you’re doing here.” He whispered low and dangerous, “nod if you understand.”
She nodded, wanting his hand off her mouth asap. Him pulling her hurt and his hand against her mouth was not a good feeling. She started to feel like this was a bad idea, but there’s no way she’d tell him that.
Slowly, Scott loosened his grip on his niece and uncovered her mouth.
“Why are you following me?” He hissed, looking over his shoulder then snapping his gaze back to her.
She stared at hum, biting her lip. “I wanted to know where you sneak off to all the time, we’re worried about you”
Scott opened his mouth to answer her, then a movement in his peripheral vision caught his attention.
His eyes widened and he grabbed Laurlie and pushed her back into a stairwell and out of sight as footsteps could be heard approaching.
“Stay quiet. Don’t make a fucking sound or a fucking move.” He hissed in a whisper before walking to meet the figure halfway.
“Scotty boy! My favorite customer-” the man said.
“Save it. Just give me what I came for, Julian.” Scott said, holding out a few paper bills.
“You got it pal,” the man chuckled as he reached into his inner coat pocket and pulled out a little bag filled with bright blue pills, “fair warning; this shit is stout, Scotty boy.” He said with a crocodile grin.
Scott waved him off and the man retreated, getting in the back seat of a black sedan with promptly drove off. He sighed and pocketed the bag.
She winced as he shoved her into the stairwell. She stayed as still as she could. An anger and fear welled up in her as Scott grabbed the pills.Â
After the man left, Laurelie crept out from the stairwell. “What the fuck?” she snapped.
rough touch
18. My muse clutches their hand tightly around your muse’s mouth to silence them.
“Why the fuck did you follow me here?!” Scott hissed frantically after he clamped his strong calloused hands down on Laurelie’s tiny wrist and across her mouth, then yanked her towards him.
“I am going to move my hand, then you are going to quietly tell me what you’re doing here.” He whispered low and dangerous, “nod if you understand.”
She nodded, wanting his hand off her mouth asap. Him pulling her hurt and his hand against her mouth was not a good feeling. She started to feel like this was a bad idea, but there’s no way she’d tell him that.
Slowly, Scott loosened his grip on his niece and uncovered her mouth.
“Why are you following me?” He hissed, looking over his shoulder then snapping his gaze back to her.
She stared at hum, biting her lip. “I wanted to know where you sneak off to all the time, we’re worried about you”
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rough touch
18. My muse clutches their hand tightly around your muse’s mouth to silence them.
“Why the fuck did you follow me here?!” Scott hissed frantically after he clamped his strong calloused hands down on Laurelie’s tiny wrist and across her mouth, then yanked her towards him.
“I am going to move my hand, then you are going to quietly tell me what you’re doing here.” He whispered low and dangerous, “nod if you understand.”
She nodded, wanting his hand off her mouth asap. Him pulling her hurt and his hand against her mouth was not a good feeling. She started to feel like this was a bad idea, but there’s no way she’d tell him that.