[centre][img]http://txt-dynamic.cdn.1001fonts.net/txt/b3RmLjEyOC5iMzAwMWMuUzNKcGMzUnBZVzQsLjA,/lemon-tuesday.regular.png] [/img][/centre] [centre][h2]&[/h2][/centre] [centre][img] https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/360327250866077698/373439341596377088/Travis.png [/img][/centre] Kristian gave Travis a crooked look. “No, I have not lived in a house before,” he responded quickly. What was so great about them, he wondered though. Staring up at the buildings they were passing, it just seemed like a bunch of square prisoners that people made themselves believe they had some freedom to leave whenever they like. They didn’t look too different from that place. “I really don’t have any parents or a place to live.” ---- Travis winced after hearing Kristian’s confession, it was as he feared, Kristian hadn’t had a place to call home. He struggled to think of something to say to comfort the boy but in all honesty he had no idea how to address something like this, he couldn’t relate to Kristian’s lack of sanctuary. To think he’d lived up until now with no home [color=springgreen][i]fuck the world can be cruel…[/i][/color] he thought to himself. Then Kristian said about him also lacking parents. [color=springgreen][i]Fuck… This kid has seen some shit hasn’t he?...[/i][/color] Travis shrugged of his question then looked down at Kristian. [color=springgreen] “Well I can fix one of those things for you. The home part, not the other part.” [/color] Travis smiled he might be a good parent, not that he was going to be one. But managing a child couldn’t be much harder than managing part time staff and McDonalds could it? ---- Kristian looked at Travis, why was he being nice to him? He just met him. It irritated him how much Travis was doing for him right now. Just allowing him to weasel his way into his life. Kristian wanted to stab Travis right now and scream at him. Rip him into shreds. “How can you just trust me?” Kristian asked angrily. ---- Travis was puzzled by Kristian’s anger but then he realised that the kid had a point. All this kid had done was defend himself against a chimera Travis benefiting from this was just coincidence, but he was still just a kid. It wasn’t like he was plotting some scheme to rob Travis or to kill him. Was he? Travis felt kind of stupid, normally he would think things like this through, perhaps his loneliness had finally gotten the better of him. Made him just accept all these things that happened today. He looked at her banged up shoulder, maybe the brush with a chimera also made him realise it might be nice to have someone else there to look out for you. Even if that person was as awkward as Kristian. [color=springgreen]“See now I’m going to sound like a selfish ass… Also we’re almost there by the way, just up these stairs.”[/color] Travis would point at the set of stairs ahead of them, the building was clean but it didn’t look like anything special. [color=springgreen]“Back to your question. I’m lonely. How pathetic is that right? I mean I let my guard down because I felt sorry for myself, it was pure luck that you were the one to find me in that state of weakness. I think I would have openly accepted anyone into my life at that point…”[/color] Travis held the bridge of his nose as the duo walked up the stairs, he felt like such an asshole. ---- Kristian threw his head up and laughed for a second. He honestly didn’t think he didn’t know that. “I talked to you because you looked easy to manipulate,” Kristian told him recovering from his laughter, “And you’re genuinely being nice to me. It’s….weird.” ---- The pair had arrived at Travis’ door but before he pulled out his keys Kristian spoke of his intent to manipulate him. [color=springgreen]“Wait? You fucking what!? You cheeky little shit!”[/color] Travis scowled at him, as he fumbled around inside his pocket for his keys. [color=springgreen]“And why wouldn’t I be nice? If nobody looked out for anyone then the world would be even more shitty than it already is… Now… Now shut up and come meet my lizard…”[/color] Travis unlocked his door and pushed it open. His room was fairly standard, the only striking things were the size of his television and the lizard tank behind his couch. His couch sat on the very left wall puched up against a table and the TV on the right wall, there was a coffee table in between the two, his kitchen looked the same as any other apartment kitchen. Tiled floor shiny bench and a big metal sink. He had a large glass tank positioned behind the couch on top of the table, and in this large tank was a monitor lizard, an Ackie. It was still small only around 1 foot long but it seemed happy in it’s tank, that tank was easily big enough to wander around in but it was content to just sit under the heat lamp. [color=springgreen] “Welcome to castle Travis…”[/color] Travis grumbled as he walked into his apartment and flicked on the television. ---- He was mad at him, but he was still inviting him inside. Why? Just because he was lonely. He had never heard of a bullshit excuse like that before. He was still fuming about earlier today. He was not a success to his blood. Everything about today screamed as a frustrating failure. He wasn’t sure whether or not he wanted to tear Travis up. Or if he wanted to tear up his own flesh. He was so frustrated right now. The chimera taken from him. To be dragged into this situation. Where he spilled secrets to Travis. Where he caused a scene in public like an insolent child. He ran up the stairs really quickly and used the momentum to punch Travis in the shoulder as hard as he could. Oh hey he felt better doing that. ---- A sharp pain went through Travis’ shoulder and he stumbled forward. Kristian had just punched him in the shoulder as hard as he could, why the hell did he do that? [color=springgreen]“Ahh what the fuck!? What the hell was that for!?”[/color] Travis’ wound was agitated by the hit and began bleeding a little. He hissed at the pain. [color=springgreen]“What the hell did I do to deserve that!?”[/color] Travis looked pretty dam angry now, he held his shoulder and gave Kristian a look as if he were saying [i]explain yourself![/i] ---- Kristian looked at Travis. “I was mad,” Kristian said, “At you. At myself. I wanted to hit something. I chose you because you’re a pussy.” ---- Travis gritted his teeth. [color=springgreen]“You couldn’t have chosen to hit my other shoulder? Not the one that has a massive gash on it!? Fuck man. Just… Fuck. You’re making it real easy for me to reconsider letting you stay here.”[/color] Travis sighed and went over to the door and closed it gently. [color=springgreen]“Just sit down…”[/color] Travis was thinking about what Alice wanted to do with this whole group, what did she need other people for? That problem would have to wait, currently he needed to figure out what was up Kristian ass hopefully it was something he could help with. Though he didn’t know if he had the energy right now. ---- “No, I couldn’t have chosen the other shoulder, it wouldn’t have been any fun,” Kristian tells Travis, “Besides you say those rude things and still invite me into your home. Soooo….you deserved it.” He brushed white hair out of his eyes and flopped on the couch like a little defiant kid. He just watched Travis with arms crossed. ---- Travis frowned down at Kristian before walking into the kitchen. The teen was grumpy for sure, maybe he was hungry or something. Couldn’t hurt to ask, unless Kristian decided he wanted to punch him again. [color=springgreen]“... Are you hungry Kristian? I don’t exactly have anything here at the moment. But we could go out and get some. I know a few places we could go.”[/color] ---- Kristian perks up. “You mean like Hunting?” Kristian ask. ---- Travis facepalmed.