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 Posted: Fri Dec 29, 2017 1:04 pm
He gripped Nash's hand tightly to try and help steady him, wobbling in turn and straightening out.
"When did you leave home? You don't seem like you like your parents much at all."
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Posted: Fri Dec 29, 2017 6:21 pm
Nash shrugged, the movement almost unbalancing him again. "I don't hate them, but we didn't always see eye to eye on s**t. They were kinda hippiesh or whatever; they had an open marriage and lots of people that came in and out of the house and like, whatever, to each their own but they went about it all wrong and s**t."
Your parents are sluts was an insult he'd heard so often by now it had become almost second nature at this point.
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Posted: Fri Dec 29, 2017 6:41 pm
Nash didn't seem to like talking about it much, and his explanations always left a lot lacking. "About it all wrong how?"
He moved in, moving his arm around Nash's back to hold him steady best he could.
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2018 6:40 pm
He felt the warmth of Melvin's arm against his back and sighed, Nash slowing in his movements.
"I dunno. Like, if you wanna have an open marriage or whatever that's up to you, but don't drag your kids into it. I didn't want to know about all that s**t, or about who was in their bed, they weren't exactly secretive of it. And I don't care about sugarcoating or anything, but they didn't even try to be subtle. That sorta s**t gets to you after a while."
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2018 10:56 am
He cringed at that thought. "That would bother me to think if my parents wanted to share their intimate life details with other strangers. I'd probably worry if they even wanted to be married. That and that....in your head." He shook it, not wanting to picture his mother and father naked screwing random friends and neighbors.
"Yeah. There are just unspoken lines you don't share with your kids. Do you think they wanted you to be like them?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 15, 2018 7:04 pm
He slowed down until he had stopped completely, a hand reaching out to take hold of the side of the rink to keep his balance. "Probably. I mean, I'm a little bit like them, I guess. I don't like to be confined to a box of stereotypical definitions."
The fear of that was almost claustrophobic. Nash let out a breath, feeling annoyed at himself.
"I mean, they were my parents and all, but I don't really miss them."
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2018 7:47 am
He moved over and stood besidr him as he held to the rink. "Sorry. For asking about it. I forget myself and forget people don't have parents like I did and might not want to talk about it. I just want to know more about you. You here and thr past."
He set his hands on his. "Wanna get something to eat?" He asked.
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2018 10:04 am
It took a moment for him to drag his head out of his own thoughts. Melvin was given a brief smile, fingers flexing a little under the touch, and then he sighed.
"Food," said Nash with a decisive nod. "Food is good."
He gestured to the edge of the rink, wobbling a little. "You can ask me whatever you want, the answers just tend to be shitty sometimes."
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Posted: Tue Feb 06, 2018 9:45 am
He leaned to kiss him "Okay." And left it there.
After exchanging their skates he called a cab and they took the route downtown. Melvin was on the phone tapping through numbers and making a few phone calls before he hung up and gave the exact number to the cabbie. They were dropped off as a busy boukavard, christmas light displays up overheard and all shop windows ago with warm golden light. The air was getting colder.
"Our resturant is down the block up in that building he said. They say the view is nice."
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