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dreamlikenewyork2015-07-28 12:46 pm
betterplacetoplay) wrote in dreamlikenewyork2015-07-28 12:46 pm
"I want to hold your hand."
Who: Brendan Drake and Trey Wilson
What: Deep & Meaningfuls
Where: Trey and Kyan's apartment
When: After THIS
There was nothing in Brendan's schedule that day that couldn't be cancelled or postponed. He was busy most days, but a lot of it was just work experience, mentoring, or writing his own music for other performers. But if Trey was feeling upset because Kyan was upset, there was no doubt he was going over there to talk. Trey seemed like he needed to talk about some stuff, though Brendan knew that no matter how much you wanted to talk sometimes, didn't always means you could manage it easily when push came to shove.
He let his uncle know he would be gone for the day, and might not come home that night. Caden didn't, at all, keep him under the thumb. He was an adult and made his own choices, but he did ask soon after Brendan came to New York that he could just keep him informed where he was so he wasn't worrying if he was okay. A city like this, knowing people who had been seriously hurt by awful things, it was more than a fair request to make and Brendan had always honoured it.
He stopped off at a nearby deli and got him and Trey a couple of frappes. It was a hot day, a hot coffee wouldn't cut it. He was worried about Trey, because they had spoken a little and Trey admitted he hadn't dealt well with his mother's death. But other than that, Trey seemed to be a head-down-bum-up hard worker. Though, in Brendan's experience, that could mean he was trying to stay busy and distracted. With the cup tray in one hand, he took his phone out of his pocket and sent Trey a text to let him know he was here. That way, he didn't have to ring a buzzer that might wake Kyan up if he had gone back to bed. Either way, Brendan just enjoyed Trey's company. It was a bolt out of the blue, but it felt right.
What: Deep & Meaningfuls
Where: Trey and Kyan's apartment
When: After THIS
There was nothing in Brendan's schedule that day that couldn't be cancelled or postponed. He was busy most days, but a lot of it was just work experience, mentoring, or writing his own music for other performers. But if Trey was feeling upset because Kyan was upset, there was no doubt he was going over there to talk. Trey seemed like he needed to talk about some stuff, though Brendan knew that no matter how much you wanted to talk sometimes, didn't always means you could manage it easily when push came to shove.
He let his uncle know he would be gone for the day, and might not come home that night. Caden didn't, at all, keep him under the thumb. He was an adult and made his own choices, but he did ask soon after Brendan came to New York that he could just keep him informed where he was so he wasn't worrying if he was okay. A city like this, knowing people who had been seriously hurt by awful things, it was more than a fair request to make and Brendan had always honoured it.
He stopped off at a nearby deli and got him and Trey a couple of frappes. It was a hot day, a hot coffee wouldn't cut it. He was worried about Trey, because they had spoken a little and Trey admitted he hadn't dealt well with his mother's death. But other than that, Trey seemed to be a head-down-bum-up hard worker. Though, in Brendan's experience, that could mean he was trying to stay busy and distracted. With the cup tray in one hand, he took his phone out of his pocket and sent Trey a text to let him know he was here. That way, he didn't have to ring a buzzer that might wake Kyan up if he had gone back to bed. Either way, Brendan just enjoyed Trey's company. It was a bolt out of the blue, but it felt right.