Forever J
i just have a serious addiction to sad music
Yipping at the flick, Reaver snickered. "... You know, I don't mind it at all."
Graham smiled, "good because it's going to stick."
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Yipping at the flick, Reaver snickered. "... You know, I don't mind it at all."
Graham smiled, "good because it's going to stick."
Reaver snickered a bit more, lifting another slice of bacon. "Even when we're real old? GOOD GODS, dorky old men."
"No! I'll have wrinkles and spots in my skin that no one can truly explain!" He shuddered.
Reaver whined, "grey hair on my head instead of reddish brown, and deaf. Aaeeeeeehhh."
"That'll never happen! We're eternal! Like the flames of Gods!"
Reaver went to say something before he stopped himself and marveled off at the idea like the true pyromaniac he was.
Graham snickered, "I knew i got you with that one."
"Y' always know how t' drag my mind outta the bad." Reaver smirked, snickering.
Graham shrugged, "i merely just adopted the gift."
"From who, though, I wonder?" Reaver joked his pondering, offering the strip of bacon to Graham.
Graham smiled, "Chloe. Chloe definitely helped especially the years passed when we weren't literally together." He then took the bacon, munching on it a happy grin.
Reaver blinked, but smiled a bit at the thought. "Despite the relentless sadist she was... Yeah. She did help a lot."
(Chloe: You loved it and you know it.)
(I know i fucking loved it. XD )
Graham snickered, "Ah she must of tortured your sorry ass."
"MORE than you'd be willing to believe. Way more." Reaver grimaced, but still managed a small smile. "Now that yer mind is opened t' all of this, think back to EVERYTHING she said and did back when we'd all hang out t'gether."
Graham thought about it before dark red appeared on his cheeks. "All those times she accidentally bumped into me, spilling some sort of fucking beverage. All those times she told me to tutor you. All those times where she constantly hint at something! You poor baby!" He hugged Rea to him.
Reaver leaned into the hug, instantly returning it with a whine. "I told ya! True sadist!"
"Gods, i feel so bad for you." He rubbbed his back.
"Don't. We're t'gether now and safe from relentless teasing." Reaver grimaced.
"I don't knoooooow. Chloe still can always have her moments. I know it. Something evil about my young, adorable sister. Something so evil." He shuddered.
Reaver grimaced further at the thought. "Ah, gods. Yer right."
Graham sighed, "we're going to die from her hands."
"Maybe we'll get lucky and we'll pass before it gets too bad."
"I hope so. Y'think she'll do it when we're old?"
"Gods, I hope not. I really hope not."
"Hope not what?"
"AH!" Reaver jumped from Chloe's sudden appearance.