Bro. @PostSlash

@SebastianStrid1 "Hmm." He looked at it thoroughly, examining every inch of it before putting it down. "You did well for an amateur." He had a bit on his mind as he sat himself back down to watch TV again.

@SebastianStrid1 He didn't care that he looked teary eyed. He slid down to the floor and took a look at the leg. Looking over it, he poked around with it. "This needs work. You did this yourself?"

@SebastianStrid1 "did you line it up properly? Did you measure it to see if it will fit well? Is your leg rejecting it?" So many questions, as if he knew what he was saying and was skilled with it.

@SebastianStrid1 He heard him fiddling with something and looked over and saw that his leg was gone. That caught his attention. "You need a better leg." No not that. "That won't do."

@SebastianStrid1 He rolled his eyes. "You can say that." He turned up the volume a bit. He couldn't hear the tv. "I do multiple jobs."

@SebastianStrid1 ". . ." Silence for like a few moments before answering. "It's fighting. I train every day." His eyes only glanced over once. The other was staring at him. God, he's just so innocent.

I now have a child living with me.

@SebastianStrid1 "Mhm." He pulled out the driveway and drove in the direction that he remembers to his house. He didn't want to respond or talk. It's how he do.

@SebastianStrid1 After a few moments, he was back carrying a bag into the car and placed it gently on Seb's lap. He got into the car and closed the door. Taking a breather before starting the car again.

@SebastianStrid1 "Right, coming right up." He got out of the car and headed in. He was sure Seb wouldn't do anything while he was gone.

@SebastianStrid1 A question that's not so personal. "Sesame chicken with pepper steak." He turned into the place, parking the car. "What do you want?"

@SebastianStrid1 The touch was not a good idea. He tensed at it. Personal space. "Well, looks like that's gonna change." He's on the road, taking turns on it. "Just...lay off the touching."

@SebastianStrid1 His hands continued to be tightened on the wheel. "No. He's...gone too." Man, asking all the right questions to question himself.

@SebastianStrid1 He gripped the steering wheel, putting his car in reverse. "Gone." He didn't want to talk about it.

@SebastianStrid1 "Nope, that's everything I need to know. Get in the car, kid. I'm going to pick up my chinese." He gestured toward the front seat while getting in the car himself. This felt weird for him without Cal on his ass.

@SebastianStrid1 (oh he totally has a truck) What boxes? Suddenly the boxes were in the truck. It seemed like he flashed and took the boxes and placed them in. "You got a stutter." Thanks for pointing that out, asshole.

@SebastianStrid1 Just seeing him caused a cringe in his stomach. This was his first decision he's making without cal. A good deed. He pulled up in the dirt driveway and opened the door. Bro was tall like the other. "What do ya need help with?"

@SebastianStrid1 Alright. Stay there and gather your things.

Huh. It's my birthday. Hmm.