 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
The idea of his and Drake’s friendship posing any form of inconvenience had not even occurred to him. Even in the future, this was not something that would enter his thoughts. Nope, this friendship was just as important to him as his and Bryony’s so there would never, ever be a cause for him and Drake to stop being friends.
Oh, that they were! Having nice and understanding parents always was a big help. For example, if one of them had an uncool parent, then this mini vacation Drake was on could have never happened. Aryan laughed. “Why am I not surprised that you dids? Hopes you left some for your mama.” And if there was the need for even more blankies, the Atreyu-Rehman had quite a bit which could be put to use. “Sometimes. Mainlys family. And the occasional friends.” Here, Ary grinned at Drake. “You might sees a familiar face from schools whenever you're heres since the twins usually have friends over too.”
Ary shook his head as they arrived at his room. “Nopes. Just the one kitchen. This is mys room.” He pointed to the door though this was unnecessary. On it, There was a cutout of a large, smiling Mooncalf with the words ‘Aryan’s Room’ scrawled in paint on the Mooncalf’s belly. He pushed the door open to expose a spacious room with all the comforts a twelve year old could ask for - inclusive of a TV mounted on the wall. “Two beds,’’ he said happily. “All sets for fort building laters. Go aheads, put your bag down. Do you wants to hang out heres for a bits before we heads outside?” |