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"...I get, like, solid Es in most my classes. It's pretty sad, actually, how dumb I am. Cain gets straight As, though, he's... the smartest person I know," shrugged Gabriel, albeit without the indifference the other was showing. Quite clearly, from his bright grin, he was immensely proud of his brother's intelligence, just like Cain was proud of his art.

"You know, I wasn't joking when I said you should come stay with us. I... We have a spare room, I'd love you to stay! It... has to be better than Felix's place."
 
"It has its perks," he defended as he stared down the empty road in the hopes of someone passing by. "His parents aren't even conscious very often so we can kinda do whatever the fuck we want, which is nice. When my parents were around, I had a curfew and everything. Now Felix and I can go down to the McDonald's at, like, three in the morning. Besides, I don't want to take up room. Your house is so proper, I don't want to interrupt that. I don't belong in your home."

Offering a smile, it was clearly feigned as he watched the snow begin to falter, revealing the sky. "It's okay, seriously. I have other friends if I need to stay, anyway."
 
"It has its perks," he defended as he stared down the empty road in the hopes of someone passing by. "His parents aren't even conscious very often so we can kinda do whatever the fuck we want, which is nice. When my parents were around, I had a curfew and everything. Now Felix and I can go down to the McDonald's at, like, three in the morning. Besides, I don't want to take up room. Your house is so proper, I don't want to interrupt that. I don't belong in your home."

Offering a smile, it was clearly feigned as he watched the snow begin to falter, revealing the sky. "It's okay, seriously. I have other friends if I need to stay, anyway."
 
"That's... like, the dumbest thing I heard. You can stay with us and have nice meals a-and... and I want you there. Honestly, I want you to have somewhere nice, but a small part of me wants to prove my Mom wrong, that I actually have friends that are super cool and handsome. She just-- she treats me like a baby sometimes, assumes I've got no friends. Which is true, really, but... but I have you, sort of. Felix hates me, I know that. He thinks I'm a freak-- but you kinda like me, right? I... I'm sort of banking you to say yes here, no pressure. If you don't, I legitimately have no friends and that's kinda sad."

Despite the seriousness in his words, he grinned playfully and held his knees to his chest, deciding that he could afford to be a little more confident with his declarations at the moment. The worse thing that could happen was Tyrone storming back to the car.

"I do like you, you know. A lot. I've fancied you since I first saw you-- and I get that I'm not the kind of guy you're into. I've seen your ex-boyfriends. They're so... y'know... cute and muscular and I'm kinda a dweeb, but still. I've got nothing to lose by telling you all this, s-so... so there we are."
 
"Look, Gabe, you're beyond cute. I just... I'm not in the place to be dating, you know?" He explained honestly as he fiddled with his sleeve, clearly uncomfortable. "I'm not in a place to date anyone. I'm not even really looking for sex or anything, I just want to get through this all first, you know? I know that's probably disappointing to you, huh? Plus... Felix doesn't hate you. He can't hate you, not if he wants to be with your brother. Only a moron would not notice how close you two are, you know? Your brother would drop him like a rock if Cain found out. If I know anything about Felix, it's that he'll do anything he can to get what he wants."

Tapping out the blunt, he easily moved on to simple cigarettes instead, his oral fixation at an all time high. Lighting up the cigarette, he let out a sigh of relief as he took in the smoke. "Hey, maybe Felix will get tired and not want to be with your brother anymore. I dunno, I can't read his thoughts."
 
"...It's just... Felix said he was going to introduce me to his friend at the ice cream parlour, and then you reacted badly to that, but-- but I want to meet people, and Felix says his friend likes me. You don't-- You don't understand that nobody likes me, not at all. I want to hang out with... with some guy that seems to like me, you know? You're real sweet and I like you but-- yeah. You're never going to date me. That's fine," he shrugged casually -or as casually as he could fake- before laying back a little to stare up at the sky, his cheeks a little flushed at the reminder that, back home, there apparently was someone who actually liked him.

"His name's Teddy or something. I mean, how cool a name is that? I like it, i-it's cute. Felix says he's tall a-and has just graduated and... and I just want what Cain has. A guy who likes me."
 
"Have you ever thought of introducing yourself to people instead of waiting for them to talk to you?" He offered curiously as he glanced over before turning his attention to his watch, the screen flashing 1 in the morning. "You're always so giddy for someone to talk to you, but you need to try and introduce yourself instead. Maybe do it quietly, too... or maybe go to some clubs? I'm sorry, but you and your brother are total nerds. We have an art club and shit, maybe you'd meet someone there if you tried."

Once stubbing out his cigarette, he motioned the younger twin back into the car, putting a finger to his lips to try and signal to lower his voice a tad. "Come on, it's getting cold and we need sleep."
 
Sure, it was a nice suggestion-- but it wasn't easy for him to just run up to someone and introduce himself. Cain didn't feel comfortable doing that, and Gabriel refused to do anything without him. He felt bad if he ran to someone to introduce himself and left Cain behind, and he'd feel just as bad dragging him into a situation he didn't like. Even if he was left friendless, he'd much rather put his brother's feeling first.

"...I'm not tired, I want to stay out here," he muttered, a little sharply. "I... I'm old enough to sit out here. I'll keep watch for cars passing, hm? S-See if I... I can motion for help."
 
"You're just going to end up being whisked away, and we'll all have to go find you. We're in a state - country - for fuck's sake that we know nothing about. If you want to get your ass sick or hurt, I'm not going to be blamed. You decided to act irrationally," Tyrone declared wearily as he sank against the seat, his eyes closing as he ignored Cain's soft snorted, the sound making himself tired as well. "I was thinking maybe you and I could cuddle for warmth, but alright."
 
"You're playing with my mind again, it's-- don't you realise how mean that is? You say you don't want to date me, essentially, and then you offer to cuddle with me, knowing how I feel? I think you're j-just mean, intentionally o-or otherwise, so... so no, I don't want to cuddle," grimaced Gabriel, the nice conversation he thought had brought progress to their friendship ending the instant the offer t cuddle came through. Was it a nice offer? Sure-- but Gabriel just felt like accepting it would mess with his emotions again and he couldn't do that. He'd much rather stay out in the cold than accept that offer, really.
 
"Friends cuddle, dude. I've done it with Felix plenty of times," he admitted as he stared at the twin in a mix of anger and disbelief. Granted, there was something funny about such a muscular and burly man admitting to something like cuddling. Cracking his back wearily, he eased back. "Fine, whatever. Do you, I guess. It was an offer. You can always get warm with your brother, if you want. I really don't want you getting sick, dude."
 
"Stop c-calling me dude. It's not funny and it doesn't make you cool. I want to be your friend, but I'm... smart enough to know you'll never speak to me after this, so distancing myself seems wise. I-I just-- stop talking to me? Not to be rude, but you.. have no intention to be my friend. I'm strange, right? That's what you said. Strange. Friends don't call one another that," mumbled the other under his breath, shifting a little from how cold it was outside but, just to avoid being near Tyrone, he was gladly facing the wind and the light ran beginning to fall. Would it make him sick? Probably-- but Gabe had never been the smartest, and didn't realise the idiocy he was undergoing just to try and prove a point.
 
"... what the fuck is wrong with you?" Tyrone asked slowly, his body tensing in irritation as he adjusted his jaw. "I'm being nice to you because I think you have potential. What do you want me to do? You need to realize that not everything is black and fucking white. Don't you think that, if I didn't give a shit I wouldn't have come, or are you too selfish to realize that? This trip isn't about me, it's about you two. Look - fuck," he cursed before kicking at the door bitterly, his face twisting.
 
"Everything's wrong with me. That's kind of the point of the trip, you know? To reveal how f-fucked up I am-- Cain and I. You don't... get it, Tyrone! You had a... a normal family growing up. I didn't. Nothing about me or my b-brother is normal! We're heading to a cult that... that had some h-horrible guy rape my Mom and... and so sorry if I'm, you know, a-a little... emotionally weird. N-Nothing's normal a-about any of this and it makes me sad and scared a-and-- I'm grateful you're here, I am, but it hurts that you call me strange 'cos... I know I am, I just... would... rather not be reminded of that," he babbled, albeit incredibly quietly so he could be ignored if Tyrone chose not to comment on anything he said.

Eventually, though, after a moment of silence, he reluctantly came shuffling back into the car, sitting in the front up beside Tyrone-- if only to leave Cain in the back with Felix to have their little moment.

"Cain says it's secret. Mom says it is too, says... we shouldn't tell anyone-- but I... I dunno. I'm not normal, Tyrone. Y-You saw me, right? Eating that... deer. That's not normal. I-I... I get that. You're right, r-really. I'm... I'm super weird, huh?"
 
Unsurprisingly, Tyrone grew quiet, his teeth biting hard on his knuckles as he tried to simmer down from his urge to do something irrational. If it took him a few minutes or days on end, he knew it was a good coping mechanism; to relax and attempt to remain calm. When he did eventually let out a heavy sigh and open his tightly closed eyes, he glanced over at Gabriel.

"Yeah, I saw. It was fucking hard not to see," he replied quietly as he unclenched his fists. "I You and your brother are weird, but who gives a shit? Like... I'm not going to pretend that what I saw was normal, lying won't help anyone. You both are fucking weird, but you aren't bad people. Clearly you aren't the only weird people though. I mean, at least your mom isn't still in this bullshit cult or whatever."
 
"...I guess. She managed to get away, so... so that's good," he absently responded, just to offer up something to say. Honestly, he'd rather just stay quiet now. Tyrone confused the hell out of him. Every time he felt he was being nice, he sometimes got a good response and then sometimes a sharp one that made him feel like shit. He wasn't trying to take it to heart when Tyrone himself admitted that things were tough for him, but it was hard to feel warm towards someone who didn't seem to care that much about what he was telling him-- things that he really should be keeping to himself, in fact.

"You know, you should just go home. You shouldn't have come really. It's my fault. I convinced my brother to... to invite you. You don't like it, you should be back h-home and stuff. I... I don't know why you bothered."
 
"Felix insisted, said it would be good for me," Tyrone admitted as he watched Gabriel quietly. "... it's not like I have anywhere else to go, Gabe. What, was I supposed to just sit in Felix's shithole of a house while you threee went off? Nah, I wasn't going to do that. If it were up to me, id be sleeping in my own bed at home, but the place is still considered a crime scene. We can't alwaya get what we want, I guess. Just like how you don't want me here now."
 
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"I just think this would have been best for... for just Cain and I to do. We should have taken trains to get here, not rely on Felix. I... I just know you both are going to hate us at the end of this because you'll end up seeing how weird we a-are and... and that'll suck 'cos I like you, I've already said that. You just sort of shot me down, w-which is... it's fine. At least Cain's happy," he shrugged, casting a quick glance back at his brother and, despite how annoyed and upset he currently was,seeing him cuddled into Felix like that was adorable, and nothing less than what Cain deserved.
 
"I don't know what you two keep babbling on about," he replied, somewhat defensive as he stared at the other. "You both keep going on about how we won't like you. I mean, fuck, Gabriel, you're the reason my mom is dead and my dad is in jail. Don't you think that, if I didn't like you, I'd be in this car? I mean, that's pretty bad and yet here we are, in a broken-down car in buttfuck nowhere."
 
"...I'm the r-reason? Y-You're seriously putting a-a murder on my shoulders? That's-- no. No, I'm not to blame for any of that, that's unfair," grimaced Gabriel, albeit incredibly unconvincingly as he sunk further down amongst the pile of blankets. On one hand, the constant bickering was irritating and he just wanted to come out with the whole truth and see where that left them.

On the other hand, though, he just wanted to continue to act normal and hope that, somehow, things could improve without him needing to admit to anything. He was sure that admitting he ate human flesh wouldn't just end his chances of dating him, it would end the whole friendship altogether and have him be labelled a monster.
 
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