Blizzard & Me.
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Thread Topic: Blizzard & Me.
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"Uh- well, grab a pan, one kinda deep? Here, I'll get the pan!" Gold said quickly, keeping an eye on his steak as he grabbed Skeppy a pan. "Fill the bottom with a little water and let it boil. We'll put the corn in after so we can have corn on the cob!"
Bad smiled at the two and went back to doing his rolls. -
Skeppy nodded, bringing it to the sink and starting to fill it with water.
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Gold yawned a little, flipping the steak again. He watched his uncle, gently tapping his arm. "That's good, not too much."
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Skeppy nodded, quickly turning off the water and bringing it to the stove. He turned the burner on, watching the water for a moment.
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Gold let out a small whimper, glancing at the steak. He leaned against the counter once again and ran his hand down his face, feeling for what damage he did to it while having his stupid panic attack. He glared at the floor, scoffing quietly.
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Skeppy glanced at Gold. “You alright?”
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Gold jumped a little, shaking his head to clear it. "Ye-yeah, fine. 'm fine."He mumbled, lowering his hands.
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“I’m here if it changes, alright?” Skeppy says.
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Gold nodded, moving forward to give his uncle a hug. "Thank you, Uncle Skeppy. Thank you." He exhaled nervously, fidgeting with his hands a little.
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“Of course, bud,” Skeppy said with a small smile, hugging Gold back.
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Gold sighed softly, glancing to the side. "Remember how I said I was going to have a generally bad day today? Because I just woke up like that?" He shifted a little, moving back so he could look up at his uncle.
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“I do,” Skeppy said with a nod.
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"I think I'm gonna have a bad night too..." Gold mumbled, twitching his ears a little. "With everything, I think it's just gonna be a bad night..."
Bad frowned at Gold's words, worried that he'd try to isolate himself again. -
“Okay, that’s okay,” Skeppy said. “Will you promise to stay with us, though?”
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"I- I can... I just feel like crying again... Don't want to finish dinner..." Gold mumbled, starting to whimper.
Bad sighed, putting the rolls on a pan and bringing them over to the stove. "Gold, how about you and Skeppy go into the living room and I'll finish dinner. You go sit down and relax, okay?"
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