Thread: All The Small Moments (Grizzly_Mang & Beelzing)

As Damian sipped his coffee he cast a glance towards his sister, who was cursing to herself and tapping away on the phone. The boy had to stifle his first thought, which was something awful about Alexander, and he wondered what crawled up his ass? This was all very odd behavior for him, and he recognized he was normally much more laid back and uncaring. He puzzled to himself for a while when Audrey left to go shower, the immediately puzzlement on his mind being his sister's last statement. Who doesn't like hot showers? he wondered. Does that mean she likes cold showers? That would be... queer, but not unheard of... Maybe she doesn't like showers at all? The goofy kid shrugged his shoulders and drained his mug, rinsing it quickly before setting it next to Audrey's in the sink. Audrey's showering habits aren't the issue here, he told himself as he left the kitchen, headed for his bedroom. No, you're the issue, Damian my friend. Spotlight's on you. Now tell me, what the fuck? He pondered his current condition as he rifled through his closet, looking for something to wear though he didn't know what. He determined he didn't really despise that Alexander guy, he was just mad at his situation in general and didn't know how to cope. He was mad at his mother because his plans for a 3 week vacation from his family were crushed and he was mad at Audrey too. He was mad at her not really because she was there, but because of what her presence meant it meant he wasn't the man in charge, it mean that he couldn't smoke weed in the house and walk around naked, it meant that Damian would be in a constant state of confusion. That's what was wrong, he was confused and it was all his sister's fault. He hadn't seen her in three years, and then she just pops back into his life at a hormonally vexing point, looking sexy and giving him more attention in one night than he's gotten from any sober female in 16 years. He was just confused and frustrated, and couldn't smoke to cope like he normally did, so he was acting like a jackass. That needs to change he decided as he pulled his chosen outfit from the closet. You need to behave yourself, otherwise you're going to ruin your vacation and maybe even your relationship with Audrey. We'll just smoke 'til we're retarded and everything will be fine, even if Alexander shows up on the doorstep. With his chosen outfit for the day draped over his shoulder he stood in the living room, leaning against the back of the couch reading an old Wildstorm comic from the 90's, just waiting for his turn to shower. Audrey stepped out and Damian eagerly hopped into the bathroom, pulling his little MP3 player from the pocket of his dirty shorts and setting his clothes on the counter. He turned the water on, to let it warm up before he hopped in, and plugged his music into the pair of small computer speakers he left on the corner of the counter. He selected the song 'Love So Nice', by Junior Kelly and stripped the shorts off, hopping into the shower. When he finished showering he grabbed his towel and turned the water off, drying his hair quickly first before he turned his attention to the rest of him. Once he felt he was satisfactorily dry he stepped out the shower and checked his face in the mirror. He was looking for zits and determining if he needed to shave before going out he wanted to look nice, y'know? He decided his little fuzz didn't need shaving and quickly threw on his clothes before cutting the music and exiting the bathroom. He stood in the hall, watching Audrey play with dog, and smiled warmly. He was trying to look nice, but he was still Damian so his look was... odd. He stood there in a solid black kilt with a bunch of pockets sewn on, and a faded black t-shirt that looked to be a size or two too big with a white electron diagram of a carbon atom on the front. Glad to see my girls getting along, he said, beaming. Now, Audrey, did you have any idea what you wanted to eat tonight? I gotta say my specialties are seafood and pasta.