FELIX
Oh, Felix and Vai are two peas in a pod. Everything — everything — the boy has learned has been from her. So when the curl of Vai’s lips ignites this typical game of his too, he knows he’s done well. And of course, all of this falls onto Zeph, no longer the awkward teen he is and more back up than necessary from his mother. All in all, poor Zeph. “It is.” Felix chimes easily, that grin remaining on his face. “He did! He told me enough that it makes sense.” He beams before he’s glancing back toward Zeph with a wicked grin. “I think he left some stuff out though.”
This part comes as a whisper for Vai’s ears only, as he turns more fully, offering Zeph to stay at least for a drink. “Sure, mom.” He offers, looking away from Zeph follow through, slipping away from the room and into the kitchen out of sight and out of mind to light the stove. But he doesn’t stop there, no, he decides to be a good little cub and take his time lighting it, gathering the cups needed, making sure that the table is clear of anything that might make it seem like there wasn’t room.
Checkmate, Zeph.
This part comes as a whisper for Vai’s ears only, as he turns more fully, offering Zeph to stay at least for a drink. “Sure, mom.” He offers, looking away from Zeph follow through, slipping away from the room and into the kitchen out of sight and out of mind to light the stove. But he doesn’t stop there, no, he decides to be a good little cub and take his time lighting it, gathering the cups needed, making sure that the table is clear of anything that might make it seem like there wasn’t room.
Checkmate, Zeph.
breathing dreams like air
