04-07-2020, 01:33 AM
[align=center][div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify; line-height: 150%; color: #494949; font-family: karla; font-size: 9pt; letter-spacing: 0.2px; word-spacing: 1px; margin-top: 10px;"]freddie was their saving grace.
with his help , he was able to navigate odessa— and himself— back to shore. while he is glad that there was someone there to their rescue , he anticipates the questions that are most likely to follow. rory knew that , no matter which way you looked at it , it'd be his fault.
low and behold, freddie asked. rory went to speak , but odessa gets to it first— and hey, at least she's fucking alive and well! she's right, it would have been nice to know that she couldn't swim! that way they could avoid the drama that followed suit , with a flustered rory feeling enclosed in his space , fight or flight senses ignited.
rory stands just as holland approaches , and knowing holland , he knows what's to come. holland , more than anything else , was best at scolding him. quick to point out every discernable flaw. feeling as if he had no other option , rory's fight options ascend and quickly , the boy gets defensive. "i was just fucking around , if she told me she didn't know how to swim i wouldn't have done it."
rory turned away , immediately riddled with guilt. he knew he was in the wrong. shouldn't lay the blame onto odessa to protect his own ass. she defended him , after all. sometimes his fragile ego got the best of him. he's still tense as he turns , facing them but not quite. he looks at odessa without meeting her eyes. "sorry." he was bad at this , wasn't he?
then with that he turns , walking away. he knew that could have been better. but for now , it'd have to do.
with his help , he was able to navigate odessa— and himself— back to shore. while he is glad that there was someone there to their rescue , he anticipates the questions that are most likely to follow. rory knew that , no matter which way you looked at it , it'd be his fault.
low and behold, freddie asked. rory went to speak , but odessa gets to it first— and hey, at least she's fucking alive and well! she's right, it would have been nice to know that she couldn't swim! that way they could avoid the drama that followed suit , with a flustered rory feeling enclosed in his space , fight or flight senses ignited.
rory stands just as holland approaches , and knowing holland , he knows what's to come. holland , more than anything else , was best at scolding him. quick to point out every discernable flaw. feeling as if he had no other option , rory's fight options ascend and quickly , the boy gets defensive. "i was just fucking around , if she told me she didn't know how to swim i wouldn't have done it."
rory turned away , immediately riddled with guilt. he knew he was in the wrong. shouldn't lay the blame onto odessa to protect his own ass. she defended him , after all. sometimes his fragile ego got the best of him. he's still tense as he turns , facing them but not quite. he looks at odessa without meeting her eyes. "sorry." he was bad at this , wasn't he?
then with that he turns , walking away. he knew that could have been better. but for now , it'd have to do.