My cuts hate me.... no cute or witty remarks to click otl
WHO: Conner and Erin AKA the Irish twins
WHEN: June 6th, late at night
WHERE: Airport
WHAT: Erin finally came home, Mum said to make sure she’s okay, Conner searches for sister
RATING: BSR for bitter-sweet reunion
Thank God the taxis in this town ran 24/7. As soon as Mum had given him the call and he’d seen Erin’s blog he was looking up the number for the taxi service. A quick blog comment pleading Erin to stay near where she was, and asking where that was exactly, and he was out the door in his jeans and some grungy shirt, just barely remembering his shoes, wallet and keys. It had been months since Erin had disappeared from Liberty without a word and he’d worried himself sick constantly.
Hell, even if she was still mad he had to help. They were twins, and they had to stick together, even if they didn’t want to. With new half siblings turning up nearly every month the true blood ones had to keep close… right? The taxi pulled to a stop in front of the barely lit airport.
“Stay here. Be right back,” he mumbled, slipping out a cigarette - he went to several stores to find his brand after the other day. Once he got the driver’s nod Conner slipped out of the back seat, struck his lighter and took a deep draw while looking left and right. A slight figure with a bag at their side caught his attention and he raised an arm hesitantly and calling out.
“….Erin?”
WHEN: June 6th, late at night
WHERE: Airport
WHAT: Erin finally came home, Mum said to make sure she’s okay, Conner searches for sister
RATING: BSR for bitter-sweet reunion
Thank God the taxis in this town ran 24/7. As soon as Mum had given him the call and he’d seen Erin’s blog he was looking up the number for the taxi service. A quick blog comment pleading Erin to stay near where she was, and asking where that was exactly, and he was out the door in his jeans and some grungy shirt, just barely remembering his shoes, wallet and keys. It had been months since Erin had disappeared from Liberty without a word and he’d worried himself sick constantly.
Hell, even if she was still mad he had to help. They were twins, and they had to stick together, even if they didn’t want to. With new half siblings turning up nearly every month the true blood ones had to keep close… right? The taxi pulled to a stop in front of the barely lit airport.
“Stay here. Be right back,” he mumbled, slipping out a cigarette - he went to several stores to find his brand after the other day. Once he got the driver’s nod Conner slipped out of the back seat, struck his lighter and took a deep draw while looking left and right. A slight figure with a bag at their side caught his attention and he raised an arm hesitantly and calling out.
“….Erin?”