❝ bright lights — open . ❞
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fred couldn’t even find it in himself to be disappointed in his cousin for giving the wrong directions, let alone not trying to catch up with the couple to correct his mistake. after all, this couple could’ve gone around and asked just about anyone else for directions and they would’ve been happy to help. however, they were the ones who looked at tommy of all people and figured he ought to be the most helpful. that wasn’t on tommy; that was all on them if someone asked fred.

he raised his brows as tommy wagged his pointer finger dismissively in the direction they went, pointing out that it wasn’t his business any more. freddie simply huffed in disbelief, shaking his head. as much as the younger of the two liked to think that he knew the other man, it seemed that tom would never quite be so predictable. nobody could ever quite pin this man. perhaps that was why fred adored him as much as he did.

and, after pondering it over, tom did have a bit of a point with their keen interest in the library. or, maybe people from the east really are that boring. did you ever think about that?” before taking a sip of his coffee, he muttered, “they’re real vanilla over there, i’ve heard.” when it came to conversations with tommy, fred learned he didn’t have to say much to get the man going. simply one word, or no reaction at all, and tommy could possibly pull a whole ramble out of thin air. sometimes it was too interesting, to see exactly where tom could lead a conversation - or if it would even stay on track in the first place.

of course the comment to direct them to the bar would have tommy go off. eyes wandered towards the man, barely able to contain bubbling amusement as tom went and plucked his coffee right out of his hand. lips tight, fighting off a grin as he observed the man take a sip of it. ”i’ll tell you what; you start getting me one of these in the mornings- and i’ll tell ‘em to get arseholed at your little bar, ‘ight?” this man came off as hostile without even knowing it; still, fred stood unflinching. he exhaled a breath out of his nose in amusement, a smile making its way to his lips, gaze briefly lowering once his cup was handed back to him.

“you know what, tom?” he held the drink back out to his cousin, a certain smug look as he said, “keep it. consider it today’s incentive. besides, you’re looking a bit dead in the eyes; you could use a pick-me-up.” he was only pulling the man’s leg at this point - though if there was anyone he’d banter with, tom would definitely be near the top of the list.



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❝ bright lights — open . ❞ - by TOMMY. - 06-22-2020, 11:06 AM
Re: ❝ bright lights — open . ❞ - by freddie - 06-24-2020, 04:00 PM
Re: ❝ bright lights — open . ❞ - by TOMMY. - 07-04-2020, 08:53 AM
Re: ❝ bright lights — open . ❞ - by freddie - 07-09-2020, 04:21 AM



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