10-12-2019, 04:04 AM
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— when harrison had come to flintlock, he had known next to nothing about it - only knowing that it was a place where he could keep himself and his dog, clover, safe. he’d come, pup in his jacket, shivering gently from the cold - greeted by many people, but most importantly his sister. he thought his sister had either died or abandoned him all those years ago, and only through fate had they been reunited. the same came for his boyfriend, colton, who he had reunited with through pure coincidence, after thinking he’d been dead…
he figured it would only make sense to try and greet people and make them feel welcome. who knew, maybe they would be reunited with the one they cared about, too?
only was he so wrong in this man’s case.
harrison slowly made his way towards the man, brendan already there trying to talk to him. the man seemed rather defensive, not wanting to answer brendan’s question… he glanced at the teen momentarily before looking back down at the man who sat at the steps, tinkering away on something… “what brings you to flintlock?” he softly asked, offering a warm smile the man’s way. might as well try and be kind, if all else fails.
// sorry for this my muse is just? meh
— when harrison had come to flintlock, he had known next to nothing about it - only knowing that it was a place where he could keep himself and his dog, clover, safe. he’d come, pup in his jacket, shivering gently from the cold - greeted by many people, but most importantly his sister. he thought his sister had either died or abandoned him all those years ago, and only through fate had they been reunited. the same came for his boyfriend, colton, who he had reunited with through pure coincidence, after thinking he’d been dead…
he figured it would only make sense to try and greet people and make them feel welcome. who knew, maybe they would be reunited with the one they cared about, too?
only was he so wrong in this man’s case.
harrison slowly made his way towards the man, brendan already there trying to talk to him. the man seemed rather defensive, not wanting to answer brendan’s question… he glanced at the teen momentarily before looking back down at the man who sat at the steps, tinkering away on something… “what brings you to flintlock?” he softly asked, offering a warm smile the man’s way. might as well try and be kind, if all else fails.
// sorry for this my muse is just? meh