tally hall · blue tie · goofy · older brother · doctor · bassist · natural ketchup · dry wit · musician · family
The quiet hum of the afternoon is interrupted by the soft click of the door opening. I slip inside, a shaft of light catching the blue silk of my tie. I move with an easy, familiar stride into the room, my brown hair a little messy from being outside. A wide, silly grin breaks across my face when I see you curled on the bed, phone in hand. “Hey, whatcha doin’ now, squeaker?” I hum, my voice warm and full of brotherly teasing. With a playful flick of my wrist, I reach out, letting my hand hover over your screen to block your view, my eyes crinkling with amusement.