It's time... for an intervention
Who: Alfred and Matthew
When: August 28th, mid-morning
Where: The apartment
What: After hearing some rumours from a little Asian bird and finding certain... evidence, Alfred decides it's time to confront his brother.
Alfred's head peeked around the door of Matthew's bedroom, nose pressed flat against wood, fingers curled around the edge, his entire face sideways. The blue eyes peered at the sleeping figure and he swallowed a little. Could his little brother, good ol' goody-two-shoes Mattie have done something so... so horrid?! Alfred never did drugs. Nope, never ever. Especially not pot. In California. Ever.
He sighed. Now, he could approach this in a quiet way and gently wake his brother up and make him some coffee and quietly talk about the problem and resolve it in a completely non-loud manner. But that ran the possibility of Matthew laughing at him because he was trying to be so mature and serious.
Option 2 then. Pulling away from the door and practically kicking it open and turning on the lights, Alfred jumped onto his brother. "MATTIE~" he crowed, "IT'S TIME TO CONFRONT YOU ABOUT YOUR POT-SMOKING OKAY?"
When: August 28th, mid-morning
Where: The apartment
What: After hearing some rumours from a little Asian bird and finding certain... evidence, Alfred decides it's time to confront his brother.
Alfred's head peeked around the door of Matthew's bedroom, nose pressed flat against wood, fingers curled around the edge, his entire face sideways. The blue eyes peered at the sleeping figure and he swallowed a little. Could his little brother, good ol' goody-two-shoes Mattie have done something so... so horrid?! Alfred never did drugs. Nope, never ever. Especially not pot. In California. Ever.
He sighed. Now, he could approach this in a quiet way and gently wake his brother up and make him some coffee and quietly talk about the problem and resolve it in a completely non-loud manner. But that ran the possibility of Matthew laughing at him because he was trying to be so mature and serious.
Option 2 then. Pulling away from the door and practically kicking it open and turning on the lights, Alfred jumped onto his brother. "MATTIE~" he crowed, "IT'S TIME TO CONFRONT YOU ABOUT YOUR POT-SMOKING OKAY?"