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priscaTitle: Feeling Guilty
Character: Casey Connor, Zeke Tyler
Word Count: 200
Prompt: cloth
Finished: 30.11.2022
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Casey pressed a blood-red cloth on his nose when Zeke entered the washing room. „No shit,“ he said, rolling his eyes. „Not this again.“
„Huh?“ Blue eyes sparkled annoyed. „What are you talking about?“
„Lemme guess. Gabe again? Or his best buddy?“
Casey pulled his face, throwing the cloth into the dumpster. „Well, I don't think that's any of your business,“ he huffed.
„If you say so.“ Zeke shrugged, turning to one of the urinals. He noticed Casey taking flight quickly from the corner of his eyes and smirked. What a little geek. But to be honest, he couldn't help but feel some respect for the stubbornness he walked through his life with. Despite the endless teasing and bullying at school, Casey never made the try to play by the rules, though it would have made everything so much easier for him.
Turning to the sink, Zeke's eyes fell on the bloody cloth in the dumpster and suddenly he felt a surprising trace of guilt rushing through his mind. Maybe it was about time not to ignore this bullshit any longer and to step in? Though of course, Casey was right: this was absolutely not his business.
Character: Casey Connor, Zeke Tyler
Word Count: 200
Prompt: cloth
Finished: 30.11.2022
:::
Casey pressed a blood-red cloth on his nose when Zeke entered the washing room. „No shit,“ he said, rolling his eyes. „Not this again.“
„Huh?“ Blue eyes sparkled annoyed. „What are you talking about?“
„Lemme guess. Gabe again? Or his best buddy?“
Casey pulled his face, throwing the cloth into the dumpster. „Well, I don't think that's any of your business,“ he huffed.
„If you say so.“ Zeke shrugged, turning to one of the urinals. He noticed Casey taking flight quickly from the corner of his eyes and smirked. What a little geek. But to be honest, he couldn't help but feel some respect for the stubbornness he walked through his life with. Despite the endless teasing and bullying at school, Casey never made the try to play by the rules, though it would have made everything so much easier for him.
Turning to the sink, Zeke's eyes fell on the bloody cloth in the dumpster and suddenly he felt a surprising trace of guilt rushing through his mind. Maybe it was about time not to ignore this bullshit any longer and to step in? Though of course, Casey was right: this was absolutely not his business.