Post by Nathaniel David Forrester on Mar 6, 2020 12:54:57 GMT -7
now you see me.
WHEN NATE HAD DIVULGED WHAT HE HAD DONE it was with the clear indication that he did not want to talk about it. Or, at least, that had been the tone he had meant to convey. Instead, it appeared to open a whole host of questions Nate had never wanted to answer. Not to his 'counsellor' at the police station, or the medic from the orphanage. Not even to his head of house. Mostly because he didn't have a good answer.
"Why not." He simply shrugged, chewing on the inside of his cheek as he hooked his hand around Tobias's shirt and pulled him along, avoiding his wide-eyed expression. He was like a baby deer, just ambling about the forest half baked. The reality was, Nate hadn't stolen a car exactly. He had simply helped steal a car and been the only idiot to get caught, but that didn't sound nearly as cool.
Giving Tobias a narrowed side-eye, Nate snorted without sympathy. "I'm shocked," He deadpanned, letting go of Tobias's arm with the belief that he wouldn't lag too far behind. Plus, if they were seen, it'd look odd for Nate to be towing around a red-eyed kid with a stupid look on his face. Always worried about appearances. Though, Nate almost stopped when he rambled on, revealing something that made Nate's entire face screw. "Are you fucking with me?" He shook his head. "That's the single most pathetic thing I've ever heard in my life." He said, almost passionately as he reached back and punched Tobias's shoulder lightly.
"You wanna get detention, Tobias?" Nate said, rounding to walk backwards, a very severe look on his pale face. "I can get you detention." Though Nate's academic history was stellar, his personal one was not. He was the sad, overachieving, thieving orphan. Tobias didn't know that. But, first. Nate reached forward and gave in to his one niggling urge, his hand shoving in to Tobias's robe pocket as he rifled around and pulled out the first thing he could find. "I'm keeping this." He said without even looking at it, putting it in his pocket and turning away.
"Why not." He simply shrugged, chewing on the inside of his cheek as he hooked his hand around Tobias's shirt and pulled him along, avoiding his wide-eyed expression. He was like a baby deer, just ambling about the forest half baked. The reality was, Nate hadn't stolen a car exactly. He had simply helped steal a car and been the only idiot to get caught, but that didn't sound nearly as cool.
Giving Tobias a narrowed side-eye, Nate snorted without sympathy. "I'm shocked," He deadpanned, letting go of Tobias's arm with the belief that he wouldn't lag too far behind. Plus, if they were seen, it'd look odd for Nate to be towing around a red-eyed kid with a stupid look on his face. Always worried about appearances. Though, Nate almost stopped when he rambled on, revealing something that made Nate's entire face screw. "Are you fucking with me?" He shook his head. "That's the single most pathetic thing I've ever heard in my life." He said, almost passionately as he reached back and punched Tobias's shoulder lightly.
"You wanna get detention, Tobias?" Nate said, rounding to walk backwards, a very severe look on his pale face. "I can get you detention." Though Nate's academic history was stellar, his personal one was not. He was the sad, overachieving, thieving orphan. Tobias didn't know that. But, first. Nate reached forward and gave in to his one niggling urge, his hand shoving in to Tobias's robe pocket as he rifled around and pulled out the first thing he could find. "I'm keeping this." He said without even looking at it, putting it in his pocket and turning away.
tobias charles watkins
i'll let you choose what nate nicked from toby's pocket. xD why are all of my characters bad influenced on poor toby?
i'll let you choose what nate nicked from toby's pocket. xD why are all of my characters bad influenced on poor toby?
