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[Brodie flicked through the mail, instantly recognising the scrawling handwriting of a certain redheaded little boy. Scaring a few birds in the process, he bellowed up the stairs: ALEEEEX!]
Alex: [breathless] Is it for me?!
Brodie: Nah, but I could do with some help carrying this super heavy envelope upstairs.
Alex: Who do you think you are, Johnny Zest?
Brodie: I’m better than that guy, c’mon…
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Hi Alex!
Sorry it’s taken me so long to reply to you, I promise I didn’t forget! I guess I just didn’t really know what to say cos I’ve sorta not felt like myself recently. My mom says I disappear into my own world sometimes so I sorta did that again and found it hard to think of anything fun to say. I don’t think I’d mind if you wrote to me about the less fun parts of your life though n’ my dad says you shouldn’t really keep everything to yourself all the time cos it ends up hurting so I thought I’d write anyway n’ just force myself not to worry about being boring or whatever. Your letters and your life always sound so exciting compared to mine though so sometimes it’s hard not to!!
I got in a fight at school which sounds like it should be an exciting story, but it wasn’t really. There’s this kid called Levi in my class that always picks on me (don’t worry though, I don’t care about that) and I couldn’t be bothered listening to him anymore so I hit him a couple times, I thought he’d hit me back but he just freaked out so I sorta felt bad about it afterward. He still makes fun of me but he doesn’t get up in my face as much so that’s a plus. Who says violence doesn’t solve anything? Hahaha I’m kidding! It wasn’t nice of me but maybe he should know better than to push people around so much.
I’m looking forward to summer so I can wander off a bit more and maybe it won’t rain so much! My mom doesn’t really like it when I go too far but as long as I’m back before curfew she tries not to freak out about it which is nice of her cos she knows I like to explore n’ stuff. I shouldn’t complain about my family cos I love them n’ stuff but I like being on my own sometimes and it’d be nice to have a bit of peace now n’ then. I’ve got SUPER good hearing so it’s hard to find anywhere quiet in my house, especially cos there’s always something crazy going on. My aunt Alma is sorta similar to me so she’s been helping me block out the noise with this meditation sorta thing, I guess it’s hard to explain but it’s not as lame as it sounds, it’s kinda fun to see how long you can stay in your own brain without people interrupting you. That probably sounds really weird but maybe you sorta get what I mean?
I finally have a treehouse now too!! It reminds me of your watchtower in some ways, but I guess it’s no way cooler than that, even though I know you’re bored of it by now. I wish we could hang out in it together cos it’s super awesome! Mom n’ dad don’t really bother me when I’m up there n’ my brother n’ sisters can’t manage the ladder yet so it’s all mine! It’s right at the bottom of the garden and looks out over the whole Bay too! Mom said she might let me sleep in it once it gets a bit warmer! It’d be cool falling asleep to the sound of the waves.. I hope it doesn’t end up making me need to pee all night though haha!!
Wren’s been obsessed with watching me play on the computer recently and I keep tryna teach her how to play herself but her little fingers can’t really reach all the buttons on the keyboard too well and she gets stupid mad when she dies so she just makes me play instead. She’d kick me if I told anyone but she’s a bit scared of some of the monsters too lol!! Mom told me I shouldn’t let her watch those ones but they’re the only ones she WANTS to watch and she jumps all over me until I give in so idk what they expect me to do other than lock her in the pantry, but I got told off for that so I guess I shouldn’t do that again haha (Wren thought it was funny though so it’s all good!) It’s a shame you don’t have a computer in the tower otherwise we could play together! Jude n’ Jacob aren’t really into that sorta thing so I usually just play on my own. Do you have a computer back home??
Oh! I got another badge for my swimming lessons too! I’ve almost got em all now which is neat but I sorta wanna avoid getting the last ones cos anyone that gets them all or has good attendance n’ whatever get an award at the end of the school year. They save em all up to give out at some stupid last year disco thing they put on before summer for the last year kids n’ it’d be so cringe to get called out in front of everyone like that. Some people think it’s gonna be amazing like my friend Jude, but I’d rather not go at all. Mom n’ dad keep saying it’ll be fun n’ everyone else is excited about it too but how fun could something be if you’re technically at SCHOOL? Bleh! I know you said you hate it sometimes, but being homeschooled sounds awesome to me lol.
I keep tryna bug my parents to go camping again so we could maybe see each other but they won’t take me out of school for a holiday n’ dad’s too busy with some work project so I guess we’ll have to keep writing to each other instead! Maybe if I keep annoying them about it we can come back in the summer! I hope so anyway but I guess I don’t wanna piss em off TOO much just in case my plan backfires or something.
I still feel really bad about not writing sooner but my dad said better late than never so hopefully you’re not too upset with me! I’ll try my best to write faster next time so you don’t have to wait as long.
I’m looking forward to hearing about everything you’ve been up to!!
Love Robin c:
ps. my dad’s friend finally helped me fix that old polaroid so I’ve sent you some random pictures I took to test it out! I’m still getting used to it but the next ones will be better, I swear!
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the treehouse! it even has cool lights on it!!
the back of our house! it’s so big it’s hard to fit in a picture.. it sorta looks fancy but it’s not really n’ dad said it was cheap cos it was a shithole
a rare Byrd! (grumpy too – dad tried to take his dummy off him lol)
he’s not supposed to be on my bed…
the Bay! Jude says I sound girly for saying it’s so pretty here but I don’t care
I could take a million pictures of this place n’ never get bored (I’ll stop now though cos mom says these polaroid things aren’t cheap for this model.. oops lol!!)
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Open House, Empty Nest
a lot of borrower ocs are on their own from adolescence huh
A mother has mixed feelings about the appearance of a real estate agent in the abandoned home her family lives beneath. An occupied house means danger, but also a full pantry and an opportunity to teach her children how to properly coexist around and borrow from humans. They were old enough now, they ought to learn.
But it doesn’t occur to her that she needed to warn her kids to listen for guests before leaving the walls, not until she wakes up to an empty bed and pushes out into an empty home as well. She swallows her fear for the moment, all too aware of the strangers thudding through the house overhead. She cooks breakfast as if nothing’s wrong, praying her kids were simply out chasing spiders through the crawl space.
The food goes cold as she waits for more mouths to feed.
She goes out to search. She scratches notes and glyphs, short and to the point: home, worried, please. Her children aren’t in the garden, not the backyard nor the front. The last human leaves, locking the door behind them, and the mother screams her children’s names. They echo through the empty, cavernous home.
She retreats into the walls, alone. Her children are gone.
She’s desperate enough that she thinks she could ask that real estate agent for help. Maybe they saw something. But as she gets close, it becomes too much. She gets their attention, but doesn’t reveal herself so all she gets for her trouble are now traps strewn about the house, waiting to kill her or perhaps her unsuspecting kids.
The house is sold and filled with a happy family. She can’t bring herself to leave, even if it means being alone, she cant bring herself to leave behind the echoes of her children. A favorite blanket, the green paint splashed along the rafter. How quickly would her memories fade if she were to tear herself away? Here, she can almost hear her babies laugh.
Above her, a set of strangers raise their children. She listens. She watches. The jealousy rots her heart. The years go by and these children become adults and then they, too, leave their parents’s sides. But they come back. They visit. They have their strange magic that lets them call out to each other from the void.
All she had was the empty hope that her children had found their own way and come of age without her.
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This is something I’ve been curious about since I first stumbled down this rabbit hole and was trying to puzzle out if I thought Taylor really would fake relationships (this was in late 2017, so with joe) and one of the things I couldn’t understand was how people could so easily believe that after what happened in 2016 (breakup of her longest relationship to date, rebound with Tom, cancellation that apparently made her suicidal, her friends suddenly showing themselves to be traitors) that she could not just fall in love with joe but absolutely trust him unquestionably enough o write New Years Day 3 months in. And it wasn’t just NYD, but a lot of songs she wrote in fall 2016 that had a forevermore feel to them (is this the end of all the endings, trust him like a brother.) I simply chalked it up to people being a bit young and rooting for love and not really thinking, and them only knowing Taylor as this over-dramatic lover of love. But now seeing it happen again almost exactly the same (betrayal by her father figure business partner, betrayal by the man she though for sure that she’d marry, betrayal by the man she thought was the man who got away who also made marriage promises) and within weeks she has now fallen in love with another man who so so perfect for her that she would just trust him like a brother and fall into the marriage promises AGAIN. And not only that people will believe it, because yeah, she knows her audience, but also that people don’t side-eye this and say “you know what Taylor, maybe it’s time for you to be single for 5 minutes and just like, think about why you keep falling for these men that can’t give you what you want and work on yourself and your constant need to be hopelessly and forevermore in love all the time. Maybe there’s a different issue here?” Like. They think they are her friends, and this is what friends do for each other. I would be so worried about her getting into something YET AGAIN that seems too good to be true. But instead (because they aren’t her friends, they are her audience, enjoying the romcom entertainment of it all) they cheer it on.
Without a second thought. Without really a first good thought either.
Anyway, as always, fascinated by the insight into human nature of it all.
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jesse really wanting to be a nice person and endear himself to the other townspeople of haines and just like morally compensate for his past crimes by doing extra snow shoveling and salting for random people unasked is wrenching, but even more wrenching is the idea of those same townspeople returning the favor on the snowy days where his chronic pain is too bad for him to shovel out his driveway. everyone likes mr driscoll :) he always tries to be nice to everyone, he shouldn't be trapped in his house. he deserves a little help :) im moving into the jungle.
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ok maybe I’m still thinking about stardew gt
you inherit your grandfather’s abandoned farm in the middle of nowhere and intend to be a hermit because you’re tired of people, but some fairies have taken up residence in the overgrowth and you’re actually not the kind of monster to destroy a little whimsical village so looks like you’re gonna have neighbors after all
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I just met my nephew for the first time 🥹
He’s a whole 2 weeks old, but is VIBING. All wiggly and looking up at me like “oh. You’re a person.” And I am! 😂😂 he of course was more interested in his mama but it was very cool just talking to him and having him make those weird lil baby sounds back
He’s also learning how yawning works. Which. Mood.
But he’s like! A whole lil guy! That was in Bestie’s stomach last time I saw her! Life, dude! Science! It’s fuckin wild!
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