Hello loves! While I haven't been writing, I have been working on updating some issues that have been hanging around on the layout! The Character change box is now at the bottom of the page, beside the up/down arrows! Green and Gold dragon flight dates have been shifted to the bottom of the page, where the (useless!) discord widget was located. Where the dragon flights were in the header, is now replaced by a Monthly Event box! This will be updated at the start of each month, with a fun mini-event you can take part in, if you want to! Thistle!
11.Jul.22, 08:32 PM
At first Geric couldn't help but pout more even though he knew he shouldn't have. Of course she would say those things, especially since she was a mother, and of course he already knew it deep down. That didn't really make it any easier though. He was still dreading how the talk was going to go. But then she gave his head a kiss and it was so nice that he was embarrassed by it, his cheeks flushing slightly as he rubbed the back of his neck and nodded. "I know... you're right. And I'll talk to her but maybe it would be nice if you were at least nearby just in case I fuck it up worse or something."
That and it would be much harder for him to give in to the compulsion to lie and try to weasel his way out of the situation. With Quil around Geric wouldn't want to get caught, which he was pretty sure was not something she would be happy to hear about. So he didn't say anything and just hoped that maybe getting it done at all would make her happier with him.
The plan for lunch made him feel even worse about having such a terrible motivation. Quil was too good, too nice; hopefully his brother appreciated her enough. Geric couldn't help but give her a quick and tight hug as choked out a soft, "Thanks," before he scurried off to get the clothes. As terrifying as it had been to talk with her, and even with her making him do some things himself, he was glad that she cared and was willing to still help him at all. Maybe things would be okay. Kind of. And if they weren't maybe he'd just get desperate enough to find Ullie.
That and it would be much harder for him to give in to the compulsion to lie and try to weasel his way out of the situation. With Quil around Geric wouldn't want to get caught, which he was pretty sure was not something she would be happy to hear about. So he didn't say anything and just hoped that maybe getting it done at all would make her happier with him.
The plan for lunch made him feel even worse about having such a terrible motivation. Quil was too good, too nice; hopefully his brother appreciated her enough. Geric couldn't help but give her a quick and tight hug as choked out a soft, "Thanks," before he scurried off to get the clothes. As terrifying as it had been to talk with her, and even with her making him do some things himself, he was glad that she cared and was willing to still help him at all. Maybe things would be okay. Kind of. And if they weren't maybe he'd just get desperate enough to find Ullie.
