Wesley paused, blinking, then shook his head seemingly to clear it. He wasn’t though; he was rattling around his memory banks, searching for any scrap or note he had read this last week that talked about his brother and music.
Music...
Wesley held up a finger and dug around in his bag for a moment before finding what he was looking for. Two tickets for a strings ensemble concert. He skimmed for Connor’s name and found it.
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Kingdoms and Thorn Ficlet: Two
Date: 2013-09-09 02:01 am (UTC)Wesley paused, blinking, then shook his head seemingly to clear it. He wasn’t though; he was rattling around his memory banks, searching for any scrap or note he had read this last week that talked about his brother and music.
Music...
Wesley held up a finger and dug around in his bag for a moment before finding what he was looking for. Two tickets for a strings ensemble concert. He skimmed for Connor’s name and found it.
Two tickets. What had he been thinking?
He held them out. “Would you like to go?”