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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2017 6:14 pm
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"Oh, that's good," Kaleb said as he was handed the treats. "And the sweaters are pretty neat, I've never been that good at crafts or anything. Just reading... I guess I'm okay at drawing, but only diagrams and stuff, I'm not really very creative at all..." He eyed the step ladder for a second, like one might if they were afraid of heights. The chatter was hesitation, sure enough.
Finally he put one foot up, and then the other, feeling kind of bad to be making the sentient fish wait so long. "Do I give them one treat at a time? Or... do I put a bunch in? They won't get sick if there are too many treats, will they?"
More nervous hesitation.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2017 5:57 pm
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Kaleb tried to look for the mouth fish, to see if it did indeed eat with all it's mouths instead of just the normal fish mouth, but any sense of understanding was lost in whatever it was those fish did to those treats. He was so surprised and dumbfounded he almost stepped backwards off the step stool.
"That was... wow," he muttered, leaning in to peer at the normal-looking goldfish. He abruptly jerked back again as it blinked with what seemed to be every scale of it's body. "Wow." Kaleb repeated. He had a little smile on his face as he stepped off the stool, the sort of dazed smile one might have after a scary roller coaster, or a similar feat of courage.
"I wouldn't want to take up any time if you had stuff planned," Kaleb replied, wondering what sort of movie Shiloh wanted to watch. It had been a long time since the reclusive teen had seen a movie, since it had been awhile since he had a TV, and even longer since he had a friend to watch one with.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2017 7:46 pm
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"Right?" He leaned forward as Kaleb safely descended the ladder, "Right?" He was bouncing a little, "They're so cool. But not as cool as—ah, ********." He looked around, "Junior you little hussy." Suddenly Shiloh had dropped down to the floor, crawling around on all fours, "I know you ambled under the damn bed again!"
He was flailing his hand under there, but turned his attention back to Kaleb. "Nah, I don't really have anything planned, I'm just throwing ideas out there." His hand emerged with one turtle in tow. Junior seemed sad to be captured, but enlightened by the attention from Shiloh. It might mean lettuce or other fancy greens. "I mean, a hang out is a hang out. We don't even have to do anything." He set Junior down again (off she went in a separate direction) and scooped his sketchbook back up again. "A lot of times when I'm hanging out with Oliver I'll just draw and he'll read and we'll listen to music. That stuff's nice too—oh uh, Oliver's my brother, dunno if I ever mentioned. I think you guys would get along." He laughed a little, genuinely having a good time.
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2017 8:19 pm
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"Oh, cool. That works." He smiled, "You can pick it then, 'cause I dunno any good movies. Usually I just let Jamie pick 'cause he's way into that, but we have Netflix so the world is ours." He made a grand motion.
"Anyway, Oliver's my twin actually, but he's younger." He was very adamant about this fact, "I'm the older one, but he never treats me like an older brother." He huffed. "Anyway, Junior's fine, I can find her always. Sometimes she just appears downstairs and I have no idea how." He scooped the turtle up again, "She's just really smart." There he went, flopping over onto the floor with his feet in the air.
"Oh, we can run to the corner store too if you want. We got lots of snacks here but we can always get loads more." He rolled over onto his back with the turtle set atop his chest. She seemed vaguely perplexed by this change of scenery and sat there still as a statue.
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Posted: Sat Feb 18, 2017 6:07 pm
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"I don't know any good movies though, you'd better pick," Kaleb insisted, waving his hands to ward away the decision. "I don't even have a TV."
He settled in on the floor near Shiloh and the turtle, tucking his legs up to his chest and hugging them. "Oh, a twin sounds pretty neat. I don't have any siblings, it was just me, so my parents really wanted me to succeed in stuff..." It was a bit of a sore topic. Kaleb loved his parents, and they always treated him well, but the pressure had just been too much.
"I'm glad Junior is easy to find. Do you think that's magic?" He asked with a smile, watching Shiloh roll around with the turtle.
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Posted: Fri Feb 24, 2017 6:45 pm
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Kaleb shook his head quickly. "No it's okay, really. We don't exactly get to pick our past, and even if it doesn't matter anymore, it's hard to keep it from sticking..." He trailed off, his cheeks turning a slight pink with self-conscious embarrassment. He had no experience consoling friends in any situation, or any idea if he was able to convey his own feelings on the matter.
"But I'm glad you have a great turtle. Because it's important to define your own success." Kaleb added lamely, looking down at his feet. It was a strange phrase for him, since he had been living under someone else's unattainable idea of 'success' for many years now, and had almost given up on finding the answer to that concept inside himself.
"Let's not watch a scary movie," he finally blurted out.
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2017 4:32 pm
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