@veilsoiree "Get someone else to impregnate you," he says nonchalantly as if it is just an everyday thing to say.
He scoffs and shrugs, "yeah. I guess. At least I already gave him my firstborn son."
He settles himself beside @veilsoiree in the family quarter. Then he loosened the knot of his tie a bit and sighs loud enough for her to hear. He turns to his cousin and starts rambling, “did you know what your mother just said to me?”
It still stings when his step lead him to the garden, and there was where he saw @fallendune, cigarette in his hand, smoke billowing from his mouth.
“Thank you for the help,” he said without bothering to greet him first.
Alexandre is surely one of the youngest cousin she rarely spent time with, especially considering the boy’s strange upbringing. The last time she remembered, he wasn’t this tall, “How are you doing, @thedivinelamb? My husband was wondering when are you going to visit again?”
Alexander was holding a strawberry tart in the corner, his back rested against the wall when he saw Valerie steal a kiss on HIS Theodore’s cheek. his fingers tightened around the tart until it crumbled in his hand. his eye twitched.
how absolutely revolting.
@veilsoiree “It is threatening, to me. Can you just give her a grandchild already so she can stop asking about me?”
He glances at you briefly before be pour himself a glass of whiskey.
Alexander saw @amorinashes in the family quarters after being dismissed by their mother for their MISSING brother. he dropped onto the sofa beside her.
“have you heard from Alistair? what is he doing?” he paused, “don't tell mommy I'm here, not in the mood for another lecture.”
@thedivinelamb He stares at Alex’s hand and frowns.
“You eat too much cake. Eat something else. We literally have everything that we could possibly want to eat here. Stop acting like a child.”
He walks towards the back garden by himself, hoping to catch some alone time away from his parents and everyone else. He takes out a cig a lit it ip straight away.
“Fucking hell. Please be over soon.”
I don’t fancy having the west wing as my stop at the manor. But of well… I guess it’ll get worse ny each passing hours, right?
▐⠀𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗠𝗜𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗘𝗟'𝗦 𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗧𝗢𝗡 𝗠𝗔𝗡𝗢𝗥.
⠀⠀Fri, November 13th 2026.
Upon hearing the ridiculous name of whoever this lad is, Theodore offers his hand in a polite way to greet him. When they shook hands, Theodore introduces himself.
“Hi there, Eggsy. I’m Valerie’s older brother, Theodore. Feel free to call me Theo. And I hope you enjoy tonight.”
A brief laugh escaped her before she turned back to @fallendune. “Right! Eggsy. Forgive me, it's been a long journey, and his name's a bit of a mouthful, isn't it?”
@PrideOfFlesh Replied to Alistair Carmichael.
— Whatever.
— Good luck.
Then Theodore threw his phone on the table. Decided he will not check his phone again for the rest of the night. Hopefully he can do that.
@thedivinelamb He wipes the cream on Alex’s lip with his thumb and licks his thumb clean.
“What a messy eater. Are you a child?” He scoffs. “I was going to eat it, you know. Don’t be so impatient.”
@PrideOfFlesh “God. This fucking kid.”
Replied to Alistair.
— So I don’t have to deal with arranging someone to take care of your jet problem, dumbass.
— And you won’t even be here tonight.
— Don’t blame me when he kills you.