[Game 21] Epilogue

[arsgoetia]

So, you get your Philly cheesesteak, and you head back on another train, returning to New York at fuck o'clock in the morning. Maybe you get a nap on the train, or maybe you're full of yawns and misery as you head back to Sariel's house at the crack of dawn. Paz went on her merry way with wonderful promises for the future, but Hale is with you, seeming remarkably energetic.

Madison is just barely held back by Kieran, it seems, from just sprinting out the door as soon as you get anywhere near the yard. As it stands, as soon as you all make your way past the gate, there's a redhead barreling down to greet you.

Comments

[psychopompous]

It's because I love you that I want you to be healthy as well.

[liarliarliar]

I think I'd be better served with a stress ball than teeth brushing.

[psychopompous]

Managing stress is also important.

[liarliarliar]

Can we do something nice after everyone is gone and we're rested....? Together?

I don't know what yet.

I promise it won't be shopping this time though.

[psychopompous]

I'd love that.

Just the two of us, or . . .?

[liarliarliar]

If it's okay with Madison, I'd...like both. Something with all of us and. We can go do something too.

Even if it's just a big grocery trip with just us to replace all the food. Or a lunch.

[psychopompous]

I can think of a few restaurants I've been interested in trying. We deserve a break.

[liarliarliar]

We do.

After we all sleep a hundred years because I cannot wait to kick everyone out and stay in my bed face down for ten hours.

But after that I want good food and yummy desserts. That I don't have to share.

[psychopompous]

It's a deal.

[liarliarliar]

[hugs tight again, feeling way better than he thought he'd end up feeling]

[psychopompous]

[holding him tightly, kissing his forehead]

[liarliarliar]

[absolutely beaming from all the affection]