Thread: All The Small Moments (Grizzly_Mang & Beelzing)

Damian had to stop himself from shouting when he heard his sister's question. Especially after the events of last night he got butterflies in his stomach when Audrey asked him to spend the morning shopping he wanted nothing more than to take a shower and shop for groceries with Audrey like a newly wed couple. He also wanted nothing more than get high, really really high. Conundrum. He stood for a moment in eternal silence, debating with himself about what answer he would give her. That sounds... he trailed off, wanting nothing more than to complete the statement with 'problematic'. Fine. That sounds fine. Just let me do what I was gonna do-he waved the trash bag in his hand-then take a shower, and I would love to go shopping with you. Damian walked to the bathroom, sniffing the air to drink in the coffee scent before he left the kitchen area. As he cast off his pajamas and slipped on his dirty shorts he thought about rolling something quick and small to smoke while he cleaned his dog's mess. It would only take... 30 minutes, he figured. Did he have thirty minutes? Could he keep Audrey away from the backyard for a half hour? Their mother was ancient or deliberately naive, so she never took notice when Damian showed up with bloodshot eyes, smelling like a skunk he often wondered if she knew and just didn't say anything, or if she was really that thick. He shook his head as he zipped up the fly on his shorts, deciding that smoking would be a bad idea. Besides, Audrey said he would have the rest of the day when they got back to himself, and he could smoke then. As he stepped out of the bathroom he knew he wasn't going to want to take time to himself when he got back, he was going to be soaking up every second he could spend with his sister. Damian went out back and did his job, cleaning every shred of dead mole from the garden before he took the hose to it, trying his best to 'cleanse' the area. He cursed his dog as he walked around front, to the garage to drop off the bag of morbidity, claiming that the only reason she was still alive was because she was so damned cute. When he came back in he entered through the front door, which sent Sheela on a fit of barking until Damian scratched her enough. He stepped into the kitchen and scrubbed his hands, savoring the luscious smell of the coffee Audrey made. He didn't bother drying his hands, he just grabbed a mug from the cabinet and poured himself a cup. He took a long sip that slightly burned the tip of his tongue, after he added some honey to the black nectar, and heaved a satisfied sigh. You make some damned good coffee sis, he complimented as he buried his face into the mug for another go. He couldn't stop himself from wondering if Audrey made Alexander coffee in the morning. Gods that boy bothered him! Alexander. That name alone was enough to put him in a fit! He shook his head as he lowered the mug from his face, as he realized that no Alexander could ever steal this moment away from and what was life but the moment we were experiencing? Fuck Alexander he thought pleasantly. The water heater's not the best, he told her seemingly out of the blue. So only one person can shower at a time. And I believe the rule is ladies first?