bloodandbrass

I keep telling you I'm not interested in that shit, calm down.

good.

[ he's still suspicious. stop looking at his family paintings he never properly destroyed or covered up plz. ]

[ it's a bit of a lie, but it really only interests him because evan's making such a big deal of it. ]

[ anyway. ]

So you killed yours then, I'm guessing.

[ he debates if continuing this conversation is going to be a good thing or not. ]

this ain't something you want to get into.

[ that's a yes ]

Don't I?

it's not your business.

So it's not that I don't wanna get into it. It's you don't want me to.

no. i don't.

tell me about yours if you wanna talk families.

[ on some level it's tempting, because nobody knows shit. even back home he kept the worst of it to himself, at best all anyone knows is his dad's a bastard and his parents hate eachother, and to some degree he knows now evan would get it. suspects his dad was worse by a long way, in fact. but that's a degree of honesty he doesn't even share with people he actually trusts, why would he talk about it to some asshole who wouldn't care and kills him on the regular. ]

[ it's... concerning. that the temptation is even there. ]

Nah, you're alright. None of your business either.

[ that's what he thought. evan almost smiles to himself, except nothing about this has been funny.

he's not talking about his father. never has. never will. the past is dead. actually dead, in this case. so there's no room or reason to talk about it. ever. ]

glad to hear it.

Let's get back to me fucking with your tools.
You busy?

[ he's so funny and not at all in dire need of a distraction after shaking up the daddy issues box a bit. ]

[ that one catches him off guard in a is he serious? way. unfortunately for david, there's not much more of a mood killer for evan than any reference to that very same rattled box of daddy issues. ]

yes. got enough shit to do right now.