To Bobby!

To Bobby!

Random question, but do you like Chinese food? I dunno why; you just strike me as a Chinese food lover!

Hm?

Oh, yes! Funny you should ask, but Burnie and I just ordered some takeout! I like the crab rangoons myself, its so tasty!

In Justice We Trust!

-Bobby Fulbright

*theres a man just… standing there*

*he’s watching Athena, seemingly wanting to approach her but not quite sure how*

( @ask-the-layton-system )

um....

Hi..?

-Thena

*Simon prepares to draw his blade in anticipation. strange men will not harass Athena tonight.*

*Simon turns, eyes narrow.*

"What now?"

(Inside the envelope is a series of candid photos-it seems someone ordered them after getting pictures developed, the whole Fulbright Clan is shown off, aunts, uncles, the works. And, nestled in between a shot of Bobby arm-wrestling and a picture of Nana scolding her sister, is the one Umi was looking for. Simon, asleep, leaning on Bobby's arm, holding his hand as he dozes. The picture is fuzzy, just slightly out of focus, and Bobby is away from the camera, presumably speaking to someone, but it could not be anyone but them.)

"I'm all out of patience, and I'm not going to keep waiting while you throw out baseless accusations.

-Simon Blackquill

((continuing from here with @umi-teardrop))

Oh please, I wasn't going to actually hurt the man.

*Simon shifts, looking away*

"he's.... fine. Loud. Self-aggrandizing. Smells like ashes. Could probably bench the weight of his firetruck, which I'm certain drew Fool-Bright to him to begin with. Rover loves him, or so I'm told.

What does it matter? Fool-Bright is head over heels it would seem. He's been spending all his time with the man, I'm sure they'll be very happy.

*a twinge of bitterness, perhaps?*

-Simon Blackquill

Ngh!

*two more locks shatter. Simon looks stressed, his composure is slipping.*

Obsession? Don't give that man any credit. It only takes eyes to see, and he's been in my home!

As for Rover, I was merely listening to Fool-Bright ramble, nothing more, I, I...

I admit, I'm not pleased, I am, perhaps, being selfishly envious. I don't have a great number of people to spend time with, only myself and Taka. It...is displeasing to see one of only a few persons I desire to see elsewhere. I should apologize to Fulbright on this, he is my friend and deserves to be happy. I should apologize to him, as a friend.

There is nothing else to say on this topic.

Good day!

-Simon Blackquill

((continuing from here with @umi-teardrop))

Oh please, I wasn't going to actually hurt the man.

*Simon shifts, looking away*

"he's.... fine. Loud. Self-aggrandizing. Smells like ashes. Could probably bench the weight of his firetruck, which I'm certain drew Fool-Bright to him to begin with. Rover loves him, or so I'm told.

What does it matter? Fool-Bright is head over heels it would seem. He's been spending all his time with the man, I'm sure they'll be very happy.

*a twinge of bitterness, perhaps?*

-Simon Blackquill

Umi:

-Hey Athena I think Simon needs comforting

Hm?

Oh, man. Yeah, I got him. The Discord in his heart has been fluctuating a lot lately, but It sounds like some of it has cleared out. Man just gotta process some things.

But hey, that's why I'm here, right?

Time: 3:28, friday night

*the phone rings, Simon stirs from his slumber on a pull out bed, rubbing sleep from his eyes. recognizing the number, he flips the phone open, bringing it to his face. nearby, Athena shifts in her sleeping bag, but does not wake.*

"Fulbright?"

the voice on the other end is fuzzy, panicked, and not Fulbright's.

"He's freaking out I don't know what to do-"

Simon sits bolt upright, his heart in his chest.

"You're his roommate, right? is this normal?? what do I do???"

Simon wakes Athena, and grabs his boots.

"We have to go"