blizzard, pookie ;))
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imsoclueless Senior"How about we get you something to eat, okay?" Clay suggested with a chuckle, rubbing his brother's back for a moment before moving his arm.
Karl felt his phone buzz against the desk and he looked away from his laptop, seeing a message from Nick. He yelped and scrambled for the phone, his heart racing. He shakily opened the message, reading it with a small smile on his face. Oh, thank God he's okay~ -
“Yeah, okay,” Nick said softly, nodding and throwing his phone to the end of the bed. He moved to sit up more, slowly standing up so he wouldn’t get dizzy.
“Did he text you?” Eloide asked, glancing over. -
imsoclueless SeniorClay put his arm around Nick to support him, heading towards the bedroom door and out of the room.
"Yeah, he did~" Karl replied, sending a text to Nick.
i'm glad to hear you're okay!
got a bit worried, i miss you,
bby!
"He's okay," he added with a sigh of relief, leaning back in his chair. -
Nick leaned on Clay as they walked out. “What do you want?” Clint asked, rummaging through his kitchen. “Uh, I think I have waffle mix?”
“That’s good. What did he say?” Elodie asked, leaning over. -
imsoclueless Senior"Yeah, he said he was sorry for worrying me and that he's okay," Karl replied, sighing with relief. "I was so scared something had happened to him..."
"Mmm, waffles sound bomb right now," Clay said, chuckling as he rubbed Nick's back. -
“I mean, you still don’t know if he’s actually okay,” Elodie commented. “Okay, I shouldn’t have said that, sorry-“
“Alright, cool,” Clint chuckled, opening the fridge and grabbing some leftover waffle mix. He brought it out. “Where’s your iron?” Nick pointed to a cabinet, and Clint grabbed it. -
imsoclueless Senior"That's true," Karl mumbled with a frown before putting a smile back on his face. "But, I can feel it. He's gonna be okay~"
Clay held Nick close, rubbing his brother's back. "You wanna talk more about your feelings?" He teased, slightly shaking the ravenette. -
“Okay, good,” Eloise said with a giggle, smiling.
“f--- no,” Nick responded, rubbing his face a little bit. “What if we say that you don’t have a choice?” Clint said with a chuckle, pouring some mix into the waffle iron, Nick groaning quietly. -
imsoclueless SeniorKarl smiled anxiously down at his phone, staring at the texts. I hope I'm right...
Clay chuckled, patting Nick on the back. "So, spill. Trust me, it'll be better to get it off your chest." -
“Don’t think too much about it, dude,” Eloide said, patting her friends shoulder.
“No, I’m serious, I don’t wanna talk right now,” Nick said, starting to get a little dizzy. He almost toppled forward, gripping the counter to stop himself. Clint flinched, rushing forward to help stabilize Nick. “I’m fine,” Nick said loudly, moving to sit down. “I’m fine.” -
imsoclueless SeniorKarl nodded and pocketed his phone, exhaling and trying to calm himself. "Yeah, everything- Everything's okay."
"You sure? You look really bad," Clay said, a worried expression on his face as he helped Nick sit down. -
“Yeah, your mans is fine,” Eloide said with a chuckle, elbowing Karl.
“Yes, just shut the f--- up for a second,” Nick answered, resting his head in his hands and covering his eyes. He waited until the dizzyness mostly subsided, a quiet buzzing still ringing through his ears. “The waffles burning,” He mumbled, only moving his hand to point to the waffle iron. Clint glanced down the waffle iron again, realizing it was steaming a lot. He quickly opened it, grabbing the slightly overcooked waffle and putting it on a plate. “Jeez, thanks.” -
imsoclueless SeniorClay watched Nick with an anxious look, moving to sit down beside him. He wanted to make a comment but kept quiet, turning away and leaning back in the seat. He pulled out his phone, answering a message from his friend.
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“Alright, Nicky-poo,” Clint said, grabbing the syrup on the counter and some utensils. “This waffle is for you. Don't eat it too fast.” He placed everything in front of Nick, giving him a pat on the back before moving to make another waffle.
Nick slowly cut a piece, taking a bite and looking over to Clay. “Who are you texting? Your “friend” from work?” -
imsoclueless Senior"Maybe~" Clay replied with a chuckle, looking over at Nick. "I had to cancel a hot date to come take care of you ,y'know. So, you better be grateful~" He teased, gently nudging his side.
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