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“Ah shit, really?” Delsin groans, “Like…okay. Yeah, I know how he gets. He just starts talking and like chews my head off. Like, keeps calling you my boyfriend and shit?” He takes another drag as they walk, kicking a stray pine cone, “Dude you’re my bro. He and I hang out yeah, but dude.” They had just started mass effect, it’s not like they could just drop that, they definitely had to finish their play through now.
Having a boyfriend was still weird to him, well, were they even that? They definitely had a thing, Delsin woke up in his bed every so often and that had to be the very definition of a thing; it was nice. He was nice. He put up with him, even though Reggie didn’t like him all too much. “I’ll text him, hopefully he’s not too mad.” Delsin really hopes he isn’t too mad, because, shit, Fetch made him smile and made him happy and a not happy Fetch made him not happy. If…that made sense. He sighs. “Dude I don’t even want to go to school.”
Brent chuckled, okay, good. At least now Fetch wasn’t going to bother him about Delsin not caring. The thing with Abel was that he was actually a really cool kid and everything, it was just that he could worry sometimes. A lot of the times, but that’s a different story. In all honesty, it was Brent’s fault that he got anxious. Their parents didn’t give two fucks about whether their oldest son got home before two am, but his little brother… His little brother definitely did and that was all that mattered.
The mohawked kid grinned at the comment, “Then it’s simple. We just don’t go.” Yeah, don’t go and Brent will just have to deal with being a senior again, at this point he didn’t know why he didn’t just drop out, but leaving his best friend in that hellhole from 8 to 2– well whatever time they managed to saunter in their high off their asses to 2, hell even earlier most days– it just wasn’t something that he could do. Besides, if he ever managed to graduate the look on his brother’s face would be one worth going to school for. The ‘Fuck you, I didn’t think you’d do it’ look was all he was trying to achieve.
“But I do got some of that good shit in my bag and I kinda wanna hit on Ms. Manning.” Delsin’s English teacher, who up until now had yet to kick Brent out of her classroom. Which had to mean something, right?
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“Like I heard that,” he sputters, “I’m not even fully awake yet dude.”
And he only smiles when Brent takes a bottle and Delsin follows him out, keeping on his heels as he passes Reggie without a single word to his older brother. When they’re out the door, Delsin almost sobs in happiness when Brent tosses him the box of cigarettes; he takes one out and uses the lighter in his pocket to light it before passing both it and box back to the older man.
“Sounds good to me,” he says, taking a drag from the cigarette and letting it curl in his throat before exhaling, “Hey man remind me to text your sister when we get to the library. I think she might be pissed with me. Or, something.” He taps the cigarette, watching the as flutter away from the tip, “and fuck school, we get there when we get there man.”
“She is pissed, I almost forgot to tell you.” He informed him taking a drag, “She said something but I wasn’t really listening, you know how she gets.” If anybody knew it was Delsin, ever since those two have been having a thing Fetch went from complaining to Brent about everything to complaining to her boyfriend instead. He kind of missed the fact that she would talk his ear off 24/7 but sometimes a little bit of rest from the endless chatter was refreshing. It wasn’t like she completely stopped talking to him, so it was all good.
“I think she said something like you better start hanging out with her more than you hang out with me, but we’re like bros, right?” He got the same speech from his girlfriend as well, but you couldn’t just expect them to stop doing their thing. Besides they just started playing mass effect together and who knew how long that would take them, they spent 30 minutes arguing about who they were going to romance a couple days back.
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“Oh my god,” Delsin groans and fans a hand over his chest, “Shit, you scared me dude.”
But he smiles soon after, “I’m good. I’m ready,” he slings his backpack over his shoulders “Can get get before Betty wakes up? I am not in the mood to deal with that.” He motions to the front room, “Man I can deal with Reg…but Betty.”
He shakes his head, “I got water though. I’m prepared for today.” Nodding towards the door, he rolled his shoulders in a shrug, “I’m ready to go when you are.” Delsin grins at him, hair hanging a bit in his eyes. Ah, shit. He had to text Fetch good morning after a smoke with the older man, or else she’d probably get pissy with him. He’s forgotten for the past few mornings, and he could tell she had been getting a little…huffy with him.
“Man, you get scared for the dumbest reasons. It’s not like I was banging on your door a minute ago.” Brent chuckled, Delsin still looked like he was half asleep but then again they did happen to have a very late night and a very early morning. He nodded as he grabbed a water bottle from the other and headed out, taking out the pack and tossing it back to his best friend after pulling a smoke out for himself.
“We doing this behind the library like usual right?” It was close by the school and literally nobody ever came down that way at this time of the morning. “We can hit it a few times and shit and head to school. We’ll only be a little late.” At this point Brent didn’t even know what time school started, he just showed up whenever he showed up and that was that.
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Delsin hums thoughtfully, “Mm sounds good.” He shoulders the phone as he pulls a pair of pants on, and hell, they haven’t been washed in a few days but that’s okay. They’re still clean, they don’t smell awful or anything. “Sucks shit for that kid,” he laughs, “And na- Oh….okay. I’ll see you - ” But Brent hangs up before he can say much else so, it’s not like he can exactly refuse. Oh, Reggie was going to have a cow.
He pulls a tanktop on. a shirt. and his necklace, tucking it under his shirt. He brushes his teeth and runs a brush through his hair (before pulling on his beanie) and cracks his neck, grabbing the black jacket hanging from the edge of his bed and slipping it on. Delsin grabs his bookbag before slipping out of his bedroom door and heading downstairs, stopping by the fridge to grab the couple of water bottles. No sign of Reggie or Betty in the kitchen, thank god.
Brent leaned against the wall right next to the door, making sure to put out his Newport and toss it anywhere that wasn’t the front porch, he was pretty sure if Reggie saw it he’d get pretty pissed and complain or something like that. Brent was old enough to buy them, it’s just Delsin wasn’t and then the whole being a bad influence would come up. It was like beating a dead horse and if Brent could skip that whole show entirely, why not?
Shaking the hood off of his head he knocks on the door, waiting somebody to answer the door, “It’s me.” He says as he knocks again, a little louder this time. Lo and behold. The older brother of the other half of dicksquad answered the door, opening it and sighing before leaving. “Good morning to you to Reggie.” He say as he walked away blatantly ignoring every word that came out of Brent’s mouth. As long as he didn’t try to talk some sense into the other.
“Yo, D. What’s good?” He asked walking into the kitchen, “You ready for this shit or what?”
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A groan rips from the depths of him, the smooth lyrics of Tim Wilson pulling him from sleep. Something about booties and Delsin snorts to himself as he blindly feels around in his covers to shut the damn song up. “Yea man?” he answers with a grumble, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, “Dude what the fuck time is it…”
His vision is still foggy and he’s probably still somewhat drunk but he’s got spirit water waiting for him in the fridge so school is going to be great today, despite having to actually go. Delsin pushes himself up and lets out a loud yawn, his ears popping from the force. He’s craving a cigarette and he can’t have one until he leaves the house so that’ll happen soon. And he’ll hear Reggie’s bitching on the way out, and Betty’s questions but that’s okay. It’s all good.
“I’ve got bud and it’s got our damn names on it.” Brent updates him on the score he managed on some guy that was trying to get rid of his stash because he was in some kind of trouble with the cops, “The weirdest shit happened while I was walking home, man. You wouldn’t believe it. I don’t even believe it. Need me to meet you at your house?” There wasn’t any point in asking, he was headed there already and it didn’t matter if Reggie hated him or not. It made things a little awkward sometimes since the two were normally polar opposites but hey, shit happens. Not everybody in the world is going to like each other.
“Speaking of, I’m almost there.” He hung up the phone as an elderly lady squinted at him and he waved, Oh shit it was Auntie Ren. Pulling his hood up as a response to her presence he walked faster to get out of her sight, who knew what bullshit she’d start spewing this time. Last time she saw Brent with a cigarette she told the ENTIRE town that he was smoking heroin in the park. I mean, who the hell even does that?
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It wasn’t like anybody ever asked, they raised eyebrows at the fact that Brent was up and early on days like this. Even the guy at the cash register at the Gasco across from the street knew exactly what this teenager was going to do as he payed the for a cigarillo and a pack of Newports. He was still rubbing the sleep from his eyes because of that late night at that one party Delsin and him crashed. Cops came and they got out in the nick of time but they also managed to grab a bunch of beer in the rush and spent the rest of the time getting drunk in the woods not too far out from Delsin’s house.
Opening the fresh pack and lighting a cig, he calls his best friend to make sure he’s awake. Watching the cool breeze working an empty plastic bag down the street, holding the phone up to his ear letting it ring.. ring… ring again and again. “Wake the fuck up dude.”
