“Oh! Hey Simon!”
“Hey…Tati…”
“What’s wrong?”
“Didn’t think I’d get within a one-mile radius to you after what happened.”
“Oh, I’m okay. See?”
“What the – how the hell are you – what?!”
“Yeap! I feel a lot better! Russell must be really good at first aid.”
“…This supports my theory on you being his lab rat even more…”
“You’re just proving my buttmunch title even more.”
“I still don’t know where you got that from…But…you know what? I’m glad you’re alright.”
“I hope you are…”
“Heh.”
“…Simon?”
“Mhm?”
“What…are you doing?”
“I’m hugging you. You know what hugs are. You hug people all the time.”
“Right but…you’ve –”
“Look…I’m sorry. I was stupid. I was really stupid. I’m older than you, and you’re a bit…you’re a bit off, and I should be more responsible. You’re the dorky little sister I never got to have but always kinda-sorta wanted.”
“Oh.”
“Yeap.”
“…Will you still build box forts with me?”
“That’s like the best part, why wouldn’t I?!”
