Liam Byrne (astralbyrne) wrote in light_of_may, @ 2012-09-03 19:58:00 |
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Entry tags: | #group scene, 2009-09-16, bonnie, liam, ryan |
Another day in domestic paradise
Who: the Byrnes
Where: their house
When: early evening, around 5pm
As was completely normal for Liam on any day that ended in, well, day, he had a fierce case of the munchies. Only problem was, the last time he'd stepped out of his room, he'd seen a very wet, very naked Bonnie run by and that was the sort of image that had threatened to make him want to become even more reclusive as he had been as of late. He was so not in the mood to see that, thanks. Still, it was either that or he was going to die of starvation, or something. Opening his door cautiously, Liam glanced up and down the hallway. With a deep breath in, he bolted down the hall towards the kitchen. He knew he probably looked pretty fucking strange, but he was beyond caring. There were chips or bacon or something in there with his name on it, he knew this. Rummaging around in a cupboard, he found some sour cream and onion flavored chips and immediately tore into them, going to town. Damn, but food tasted so damned delicious when he was stoned. Which was a great deal of the time, so long as he didn't exactly do that out in the open. That was bound to get Bonnie and Ryan up in arms, though he was sure they'd give him a break. It wasn't every day that he was forced to see way too much of his sister.
Speaking of his sister, he hoped that she was back to normal. He had not really understood exactly how she had switched powers, but it had still been freakish to see. After making sure the house was fireproofed for his two hot-headed siblings, Liam was sure that that was the extent of things that they'd have to worry about. And then Bonnie had sprouted a green thumb and things had gotten weird. Weirder than the weirdest of the weird he'd seen while being high. No, things should go back to normal, if only because deep down, Liam couldn't handle the fact that anything was hurting his sister. She'd been there for him through all of the shit that they'd gone through and he just didn't like knowing she was upset. He maybe didn't have the best way of showing it, but he meant well. Wandering out of the kitchen and into the living room, Liam flicked on the television to nothing in particular, wondering where everyone was. "Probably off growing plants in the back yard," he said, chuckling. No, Liam was not the best at showing he cared.