► Kieran Ruari Driscoll◄
► "I want to make something that simulates
Our actual lives. Something that can
Exist in our world as we do."◄
I'm dusting off the ash from us, this war is finally over
But you want me trapped back in the past, you think I'll sink, and suffer,
But blah blah blah di blah, tell your friends I'm lost, If I don't have you,
I'll get on with life, never thinking twice, Then you'll see the truth!

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✉ You are seriously beginning to piss me off, you do know that right? ✉
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Kieran quickly realized his mistake in attempting to do anything but the most basic parts of his usual morning routine as when he skittered into the kitchen moving perhaps a little too quickly, he found himself sending a baking sheet with a row of freshly made chocolate crashing to the ground. Even though he didn't see it happen he definitely heard it, and came to a sudden, harsh stop, just before he ran into the stove, slowly closing his eyes and cringing at the sound of metal hitting the linoleum flooring. It took him a while to convince himself to even try to look at the damage, but when he finally reopened his eyes and looked down, he saw one of the chocolates sitting on the floor beneath his feet. Sometimes he could be clumsy, but it had been a long time since he'd knocked something he'd made down or dropped it.
"Must have been hanging over the edge of the counter...this is what I get for trying to do this so early..Oh...Whatever..I might as well clean it up." He muttered, his voice losing what little energy he'd managed to put into it. Honestly it wasn't much like he'd had a lot to begin with, his running around the apartment had just been his way of trying to forget what had happened the night before, and the fact that his brother had been in the apartment...but hadn't bothered to really talk to him. It didn't help that when he went over the security footage to see what had happened, he saw that he for some reason almost seemed to just come out of nowhere? Like he was just there. He definitely hadn't come in through the front door, in fact, it was more like he had just....appeared. The sheep's reaction suggested the same thing...Anomaly detected? Yeah something definitely wasn't right...then there was the fact that he also appeared to be...talking to himself?
He looked confused by the sheep, hesitating before saying welcome back when it tried to greet him...and when he went about, moving through the room and grabbing a bag, he was looking around as though he'd never been there before. The comments talking about how "someone" seemed to really like sheep and being surprised that they did were throwing him off too. Almost as though...he was a completely different person.
"No, stop, I can't keep thinking about that right now. I need to clean up here and get ready to get up and get out." Shaking his head, in an attempt to clear it, he turned to clean up the mess he'd made in the kitchen, realizing only now that the mess was worse than the sheet he'd put the chocolates on having come down crashing...several other things had been knocked over in the process as well.
How hadn't he heard that?
'Keenan would kill me...' He thought, wincing, as he rushed over to clean up the eggs that had broken open on the floor. He'd only gotten them out for the batter he'd made to store in the fridge to use later...now they were all over the floor and he felt like an idiot for leaving them out in the first place. Oh well....time to get cleaning so he could get ready for work. Which reminded him...
'Ty..' His thoughts shifted away from his brother, at least for the moment, and to the other male. Everything that happened last night...he wasn't sure if it was his imagination or if it actually had occurred...but whatever the case was...he found himself surprisingly nervous thinking about him. He was both hoping it hadn't been a dream or some kind of trick, and afraid that, if everything had in fact been real, Ty might have changed his mind once he was given the time to think, without all of the pressure that he no doubt had put on him the night before. It bothered him though..in some ways, that he was so worried when things like that never used to bother him....NOPE, no time to think about that. He needed to focus on his task. At this rate he was already going to be late.
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✉ I'm about 3.5 seconds away from turning you into my newest project! ✉
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I don't work like that I just bounce back from the heartbreak!
When we fell apart I hit restart made it okay! It's like whoa, Who's that?
Like whoa, who's that? Like Whoa, it's me, Like whoa, I'm back,
Now I'm moving up while you're still stuck in the old days, I'm bouncing back again!
► "Something that can live and breath, walk and
talk, just as we can. Something that will
Never forget, will always remember. ◄
► Grim Renegade ◄