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11:11 wish to drop dead!

Ty: people keep calling me weird

Kit: I’d rather be weird with you than normal with any one else

Simon: why are you wearing a skirt?

George: it’s a kilt

Simon: wow must have been hard to find

Kit: I don’t know sometimes I feel unsafe here

Kieran, half watching two of his brothers beat the shit out of each other: I don’t know what you mean

Ash: what’s a suicducie help line?

Kit: oh it’s nothing it doesn’t matter-

Ash: we should prank call them

Kit: no.. no..

Ash: why? It’s literally my turn to pick who we call

Kit: yeah.. but where not gonna call them

Ash: why?

Kit: because their important

Ash: and the pizza place isn’t? They literally feed people! You know what I’m calling them-

Kit grabbing the phone out of his hand: they know my name.

Ash: what?

Kit looking him in the eyes: They. Know. My. Name.

Kit: I’m on the bus before the bus driver is that even legal

Ty: are you sure it’s the right bus

Kit: yeah I’d be okay if it wasn’t though

Ty: what do you mean by that?

Exam week

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“what did you do?” The King of the Unseelie court asked as he strode into the common room, General Winter behind him as always. This was most often how conversations behind the uncle and nephew began.

With the hand not lighting the kush packed into his uncle Matais, hand crafted to replicate a spine, he held up one finger. He then pulled the clear stem out and sucked in before passing it back.

“Nothing, like actually nothing! Ash came into the room fucking banging and slamming the doors, crashing the fuck out, banging everything around, so I asked him what was wrong and he just told me to shut the fuck up before grabbing his bag and leaving!” Kit defended.

“Did he really that does not sound like him.” Kieran diced, General Winter laid down on the egg round where Aunt Aoko laid, listening to the conversation. He wrapped an arm around her as she leaned closer.

“He did I’m not lying!” Kit exclaimed, as Kieran asked a question in seelie to Eiran who laid to the right of Kit.

“Redcap Dax told me the same thing, and I think it was Alden who told me he heard him from his room.” Eiran clarified in seelie, as he absentmindedly craved a piece of wood with his foggy glass knife.

“He must be stressed out.” Kieran stated, sitting down on the edge of the egg round.

“Fucking hunvasadhos, grabbing anyone they can by the balls to make them one of them since they lost the war.” Matais swore, before standing up and placing his bong on the round table in the middle of the room.

“I don’t really wanna know what he said but hes really just stressing himself out for no reason, I mean no one’s making him go to the academy, or even be a shadowhunter, that’s his own decision.” Kit added.

“It does not help that he has been almost banished from his own court because he does not get along with Adaon. It says more about her than it does of him.” Denaruis stated, who was beside Kierans mother, Thea.

“I agree. What kind of mother picks her boy toy over her own son.” Leukothea mumbled underneath a pillow.

“You did.” Kieran sassed, as she glared at him with a stare, then opened and closed her mouth.

“Besides, you think they would rather NOT have the son of the man who practically murdered their entire race in their school system.” Matais muttered, as a few of Kits other uncles came in with two of the ladies.

“What are we speaking of?” Lady Markia asked, well plopping down onto one of the empty rounds.

“Ash.” A few of them muttered as she ‘oh’ed in response, before her sister came beside her.

“I’m only going to say this because I’m really high and I’m not sure if he’s going to come back, but they bully him! Before you start planning a whole take down Kieran, it’s mutual he’s good at comebacks. And I mean we bully him, but not like seriously, they send him fire messages of death threats and shit!” Kit shouted.

“I mean I understand that they may of had relatives or what have you in the war but there is no reason to take it out on him.” Lady Inola stated, well taking out her current knitting project from the drawer in the table.

“So I heard this the other day at the revel for the full moon, apparently, according to one of Akashas cousins, who resides in the seelie court as a tailor, that Adaon claimed that before Ash switched courts officially, he would beg his mom to let him go and study in Idris. Of course she asked him why and he could not come up with an answer.” Lady Inola added.

“Because he doesn’t have a reason! I mean I understand if it was guilt or whatever but if he feels so guilty then he could like rebuild a house or something.” Kit muttered.

“Do you think he will come back?” Eiran asked, looking towards Kit beside him.

“Well where the fuck else if he gonna go? His mom hates him, his schoolmates hate him.” Kit swore.

“He stresses himself silly with those silly lessons. They only want soldiers not intellectuals.” Thea added.

“I mean maybe if he wanted to be like a tutor or something it would make sense but he doesn’t even know what he wants to do he just wants to do it.” Kit muttered.

“Do you have anything else you’d like to say about me?!” Ash screamed as he slammed into the room.

The room stayed silent for a moment, as Eiran light the bowl of the bong.

“How did your exams go?” Kieran asked, mostly to fill the silence but partly because he cared.

“I failed! Is that what you all wanted to hear I fucking failed all four of them!” Ash shouted.

“Well, maybe you should take that as a sign.” Kit muttered, well Eiran slightly shocked his back.

“Kit maybe don’t-“ Mark started, most of them now just realized he had come in with Ash.

“A sign of what!?”

“A sign from above that maybe they don’t need you there!”

“I want to be there!”

“No you don’t! You want to piss off your mom and do you that enough here!”

“The only reason you’re saying that is because you want me here!”

“Yeah you know what I do! Incase you haven’t noticed I am extremely self centred!”

“Well how about you self centre yourself around you!” Ash finished, as Mark came down beside Kieran.

“I include you in my self centredness! Because I love you and care about you! Which is something I’ve worked on really hard because I have no idea what either of those things mean to me!” Kit shouted.

“I never asked you to!”

“You didn’t have to!”

“Also I do not need any of you in my business! I can take care of myself just fine and I could easily go somewhere else if I wanted to!”Ash shouted, slowly glaring at the gossipers in question.

“Not really, feel like now’s a good time to tell you you’ve been expelled and your mom doesn’t want you to go back.” Mark muttered, revealing a letter in his jacket and handing it out to Ash.

“What?” Ash asked.

“Yeah….” Mark muttered.

“So what the fuck I am meant to do with myself now?!” Ash shouted.

“I think that’s kinda what she was getting at. Take some time, think things over.” Mark replied.

“What things?!”

“Uh trauma, huge copious amounts of trauma.” Kit added, as Kieran shook his head at him.

“I’d rather not!”

“Running away from your problems doesn’t solve them.” General Winter finally spoke up.

“Agreed! I ran away from Kieran and he’s still here.” Thea added, as Ash came beside Kit.

From the other side of the room, Kieran shook his growing head and began to leave, Mark following closely behind along with his letter, tucking it away into the inside pocket of his

“I’m hungry.”

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