 Anashti l Brat Pack l Sally & Dr. Finklestein
Even if clarification had not been expressly said, Drake certainly would have understood what Aryan meant had they verbally just agreed each was the best. Drake knew very well how important the blond was to Aryan and vice versa and he had no plans of getting in the way of that, nor did he feel particularly jealous of it (for the time being) considering he also had Gilly so he very much understood you could think the world of more than one person. He did still often worry Bryony might have thought he DID want to get in the way of that but… problems to deal with another time. And there was a chance he was just over sensitive anyways.
“My mum is pretty laid back so I didn’t think she’d say no really.” In fact, she had offered to reciprocate at any time too! Skipping next to Ary, he let their hands swing as well, occasionally adding force as well so it would go reaaaaaally high. “Thank you again, sir!” He chirped happily at Aryan’s Papa, giving him a wave as the man excused himself to tend to the creatures again. He was certain he was in good hands with Ary so he just followed along after the other boy. “Oooh! You already did our set up!” He grinned widely, an extra bounce in the next step. He quickly followed along after. “How many floors IS your house?”
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