Family Pictures

[runes_brand]

Brand's phone had manifested like the Stuff was trying to apologize for taking Rune away from him. It was a piss poor substitute given that Brand doesn't have a lot of pictures of Rune. Why would he? If he wanted to look at him back home, he could go fucking find him. The few he does have are thanks to Addam (why Addam thinks that Brand wants artsy shots of Rune drooling on his fucking pillow is beyond him) or the kids (who are usually tattling on Rune for screwing around).

He's not looking at those pictures anyway. Given that Rune's absence might as well be a sucking chest wound, it seems like a bad idea. The others are safer. He can miss them without feeling like he's dying.

He glances up from his phone when South enters the room, and considers his own state of mind. He almost feels sociable, so he stretches himself beyond his usual grunt-and-nod greeting.

"Hey."

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[ownperson]

"I actually get words today, huh?" she teases, stretching her arms above her head and almost elbowing the door frame in the process.

She drops down onto the edge of her bed with a heavy thump, and stretches her legs out as far as she can—which isn't far, her feet thunk into the base of the other bunk—before relaxing, leaned back on her hands.

Then she cocks her head.

"...the fuck is that you're holding? Something randomly appear again?"