Renly Baratheon (thegoldenstag) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2012-06-19 20:26:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, renly baratheon, robert baratheon |
Who: Renly & Robert
What: Renly needs some quality bro time
When: Late Tuesday night, after this fiasco.
Where: Robert's place in Newport
Rating: TBD
Status: In progress
Renly drove with the top of his convertible down. It was night, and it was cold with the wind tearing against him as he drove down the freeway, but he was desperate to get that smell out of his car. It lingered and burned his nostrils, hanging in the air even as he drove miles and miles away from the chinese restaurant. The stranger's cologne. Renly could smell it on his clothes. Feeling a little sick, he double-checked the GPS and then followed the directions, off the freeway and straight to his older brother's house. His older brother, Robert. The man he hadn't seen in years, and whose phone calls and emails had become more and more infrequent until they stopped coming entirely. The man he'd worshiped as a child, and looked up to as a teenager. After Renly pulled into the driveway, he examined his hair in the rear view mirror and tried to flatten it somewhat.
The house was quite the swanky affair. He grabbed the bags of chinese that he'd brought straight from the restaurant after the stranger had paid for his meal, and made his way up the walkway to the front door. He tried practicing a few nonchalant greetings in his head.
Hey, bro!
Hello there, Robert.
Hi, brother.
Howdy Robbie.
Useless. He leaned on the doorbell while it rang and then took a startled step back when the door opened suddenly.
He opened his mouth - and said nothing.