ALISTAIR CARMICHAEL

ALL BY MY HANDS.

[ALISTAIR CARMICHAEL @PrideOfFlesh]

I AM THE FUCKING ALISTAIR CARMICHAEL.

Fuck. This. Shit. ᅠ

[ALISTAIR CARMICHAEL @PrideOfFlesh]

He simply stares at @thedivinelamb.
No words came out from his mouth.

[ALISTAIR CARMICHAEL @PrideOfFlesh]

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.

[ALISTAIR CARMICHAEL @PrideOfFlesh]

No, he hasn’t set his foot in the dining room. This is the hallway. And in this hallway there’s him, and there’s @amorinashes.

“Did you get into trouble?” he asked, tone still clipped the way he spoke to his—𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳—Father.

[ILONA WICKHAM-FITZGERALD @veilsoiree]

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?”

[ILONA WICKHAM-FITZGERALD @veilsoiree]

"Oh my God, I heard you bring someone here, Vee?"

@mordantmess

[THEODORE CARMICHAEL. @fallendune]

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?”

[THEODORE CARMICHAEL. @fallendune]

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.”

[ALISTAIR CARMICHAEL @PrideOfFlesh]

ᅠ

[ALISTAIR CARMICHAEL @PrideOfFlesh]

F R I D A Y 13TH

[ALISTAIR CARMICHAEL @PrideOfFlesh]

late.

[ALEXANDER CARMICHAEL @thedivinelamb]

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.”

[ALISTAIR CARMICHAEL @PrideOfFlesh]

ᅠ

[ALISTAIR CARMICHAEL @PrideOfFlesh]

F R I D A Y 13TH

[ALISTAIR CARMICHAEL @PrideOfFlesh]

Fuck. This. Shit.

[ALISTAIR CARMICHAEL @PrideOfFlesh]

ᅠ

[ALISTAIR CARMICHAEL @PrideOfFlesh]

Behind him, the blood on his cheek dried slowly.
It stayed 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲.

[ALISTAIR CARMICHAEL @PrideOfFlesh]

(...) became: warm, composed, devoted.

“Whitlock. The door.”

Whitlock opened it. Alistair stepped into the hall.