firstworldproblem | IC Inbox (Imeeji)

I wish I could say that the memories of you as children are sweet, but you did have each other.

And I will not push further, but know you can come talk to me if you wish. Or if you ever just wish to enjoy the beach you can reach out to me.

[He kisses the top of his head again before he lets him go and lies in the sand, definitely reddening under the sun.]

Thanks, man. I appreciate it, I really do.

[ '-'..... weh. he's gonna start burying Alex in the sand, then. ]

[He doesn't stop him, but gives him a curious look.]

Am I a turtle?

You're gonna burn! Also, it's relaxing.

Who am I to argue that? Carry on then.

[ CARRYING ON ]

[How much is he going to get buried? Because he might start getting a little antsy more than 50%.]

[ he's just going to dump handfuls of sand over Alex until he gets told to stop! Though he's also building tiny little dribble castles on Alex's chest as he does so, so... idk, maybe 50%ish? ]

[Well, he's going to get sand all over this button up atrocious Hawaiian, shirt, but worth it. He can't help but laugh a little though.]

There are buckets if you wish to make a proper sand castle.

Nah, this is good! I'm having fun.

Continue on then. But if I start to feel more sand monster than human, I might start to wriggle free.

[ laughs, reading back a bit to make claw hands ]

Raaargh! The earth shakes and moves beneath them!

[He can't help but be amused.]

What a fearsome creature!

[ in a stage whisper: ]

Did you wanna get up and cause some mass destruction!

[He laughs and does sit up abruptly spraying sand all over and also using BARiTONES ability to reflect, well sand in this case, so they hover for a moment unnaturally until they succumb to gravity.

He picks up a bucket and fills it with sea water before returning back the spot of his former sand prison.]

And what do you hope for? A tale where the seas spill red with blood?

[He dumbs the contents of the bucket in the depression, a brilliant crimson, that spread out across the sand. Wine actually. Wouldn't recommend drinking it.]

Holy shit, Alex! [ laughinggg ] That's a little more Biblical that I was expecting but, also, super cool.

You know, I never could read that book cover to cover. I got bored halfway through.

I suppose I am still missing a few of BARiTONES abilities. Though I don't think they are suited well to the stage either.

How are you dreams?

As far as I know, I never really tried! Reading it I mean. What dreams?

It wasn't part of your studies? If I were to speak Greek at you, would you understand it?

I have much more artistic capabilities in them. That is, if you don't mind a visitor.

I have no idea. Does Five know Greek? And also, I never mind anything! Feel free!

He knows a little. I assume he learned it when he was young.

Then perhaps I will see if I can find yours sometime.

...You know, I wouldn't be surprised if Dad made us learn random shit like that. But also, I wouldn't be surprised if I'd forgotten all of it! Especially since, you know, drink and drugs, etcetera etcetera, brain frying.

Are you sure you aren't giving yourself too little credit?

I think I'm being realistic about what anyone should expect from me!

And in your words what should one expect?

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