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[yaybrother.livejournal.com]

[ double-checks that everything in the house is straightened and in its proper place, despite having cleaned everything earlier that morning. a few peeks up the stairs towards her brother's room is the only other movement she makes besides nudging things here and there, taking a seat on the edge of a chair when she realizes that it probably won't be very long now. is quite aware (was made aware) that her brother had tricked anthony into thinking they were going to meet at twelve instead of twelve-thirty, but still can't help but glance outside the front window every few minutes to make sure that she would be there when he arrived. ]

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[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ puts on the helmet & gives the seat a fond pat. ]

Driver needs to get on first.

[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

I am perfectly aware of that. I was simply confirming your safety before that.

[ & then he dutifully takes a seat. ]

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ settles into the space behind the other, cheek resting against the back of michael's neck & head. ]

See. Nice.

[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

[ goes to the appropriate key on the keyring when he's satisfied with their position, turning the scooter on. putt putt... putt... --tries again, eventually able to have the thing go at a steady putt putt putt instead of giving out. tries to glance at anthony. ]

Are you situated properly?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ wraps his arms around michael's middle & nods, just barely avoiding being dead weight against the other. ]

Good to go, cap-i-tan.

[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

[ & with that he pulls them onto the road with ease, eyes glancing down at the scooter every now and then to make sure that he's driving the thing right. comfortable with the scooter, he keeps to his silence while they steadily make their way towards anthony's apartment, just hoping in the back of his mind that the boy won't somehow fall off along the way. ]