Edd, the Brainy One(hiatus)

♕━━━━━━━━━━━━ ♛ ━━━━━━♕ ❛ 𝙊𝙝, 𝙄’𝙙 𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙧. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙨 𝙬𝙤𝙣’𝙩 𝙡𝙚𝙩 𝙢𝙚. ❜ ♕━━━━━━━━━━━━ ♛ ━━━━━━♕

🔎: I feel the same way about double d lmao guy wasnt just my childhood, he was practically ME— I’ve been doing alright! Had to make some changes and it’s made my life a little hectic but I’m making it! Hope you’re doing alright as well!

🔎: glad to hear it. I’m sorry I haven’t been around, my muse for this acc has been shot, but I plan on making a comeback—

Edd watched him walk away with a sigh. Kevin could be so stubborn sometimes, but he couldn’t exactly force him to open up. He stood up and walked after him, reaching to put a hand on his shoulder. “You got nothing to be sorry for. But if you ever change your mind, I’m here.”

“Hi Marie.”

“I understand that. More than you possibly can know.” It was strange to hear the jock talk like this. To sound so……..defeated. “But perpetual sadness doesn’t help anyone.”

🔎: I’ll be on probably later

🔎: if it’s not one thing, it’s another…….I should’ve took auto in school

His face was a dark shade of red. I swear, you could set a clock to that girl.

He stopped, finally looking up from his book, though he couldn’t catch his face from this angle. “….no, I suppose not. Still. You ever put mentos in a soda bottle?” He paused for a moment. “What am I asking, of course you have. Stress can have the same effect without an ear.”

“Whatcha doing?”

He stares at the paper curiously.

“No, but it’d be a good first step.” Another page turn. “And feeling better might bring you some much needed clarity.”

“Not to sound braggy, but I usually am.” He chuckled a little at his own unfunny humor. “Anyway. Yeah, you don’t seem fine. You might not wanna talk about it, but I’m certain it’ll help.”

“Bullying is just another way of calling out for help.” He simply shrugged, turning another page. “‘There is no exercise better for the heart than reaching down and lifting people up’. John Holmes.”

“Not at all,” he shrugged lightly as his eyes scanned the page. “I AM fearful of receiving another wedgie or ‘catching a beatdown’, but if I can help by lending an ear, so be it.”

“Waiting for you to tell me what’s up,” He responded plainly, casually turning a page.

The bookworm paused in his march, turning up Kevin’s driveway now, yet never looking up from his book. Stopping next to the fellow hatbearer, he sat against another side of the tree without a word.

Walking past with his face buried into a book, he noticed Kevin out of the corner of his eye. “Hm? Kevin, you ok?”

🔎: thanks! I kept staring at the old one like UGH lol