Beds

[peem]

Peem had heard some shouting in the midst of bathing, and he got out and dryed himself off as quickly as possible, tossing on his breeches before coming into the room, runing a hand through his wet hair. "...Blaize what just happened?" He sat on the bed next to the british boy, rubbing his back a bit.

[Blaize Ackman]

The other just shook his head. "Nothing, really." He said bitterly. "Just an argument of opinions, you could say." He kicked at the floor in anger, "Stupid Flanna." He muttered under his breath.

[peem]

Peem raised an eyebrow. He and Flanna got along pretty well, but he knew she had an irrational dislike for Blaize because of what happened to her family. He also knew that she knew it was irrational but couldnt help it. It was her nature.

Peem sighed and rubbed his back some more. "...so what did you and Flanna bicker about this time...?"

[Blaize Ackman]

"What dont we bicker about? Her, me, stupid Britain and stupid Ireland." His voice tapered off to a snap, "Her leavin for Brooklyn, and the fact if she sees me over there, she'll just injure and ask questions later." Blaize did have an attitude, and a temper, but it took a bit for him to get there. He hadn't snapped yet, but if he ever did, who knew what would happen to the sweet British boy.

[peem]

Peem shrugged. "...Brooklyn? ...why?" He pondered. "..I know the whole Sparks situation was bad, but bad enough to make her leave?" He sighed. "Well try to see it from her point of few. Her family was destroyed by the British. If that happened to you, wouldn't you want to hate whoever reminded them of that fact?" Ireland was still occupied, and the fighting in Northern Ireland continued to be bloody. It was much worse off than Scotland.

[Blaize Ackman]

Blaize didn't answer him, just got up and grabbed his clothes. "Im gonna go get cleaned up." He muttered, shutting the washroom door behind him. Sure, he understood Flanna's reasoning, but... He hadn't given her any reason to hate him...except for being British. It just made him angry, knowing that no matter what he did; he was going to be condemned for what he was.

[peem]

Peem sighed and let himself in the wash room, not allowing Blaize to go wollow in his misery. "Come on Blaize..it will be okay. I'm sure she was just being her normal hot headed self. You know she never means most of the stuff she says. " ...well that was a lie, but a well meaning one.

[Blaize Ackman]

"Im British. Not stupid." He muttered, "You dont have to lie to make me feel better. All in all, i should have realized this was going to be like this the moment i came here." He had stripped and was in the tub, back to the other. "I was fooling myself."

[peem]

Peem sighed and picked up some soap, rubbing it in Blaize's hair, washing it for him. "Fine fine..I won't lie. But I'm not about to allow you to mope about like the world has ended because people don't like you and you can't change it. It happens." He shook his head. "...just be happy with the friends that you have, and the life you have. No one changes anything by feeling sorry for themselves."

[Blaize Ackman]

"Im not 'moping'." He muttered, blinking at the other as he washed his hair. Okay, maybe he was fooling himself now. He was moping, and he was feeling sorry for himself. And that truly was stupid. He bit his lip and shook his head, "Sorry, mate. I drug you into my problems again." He cleaned off the rest of him while he talked.

[peem]

Peem shook his head. "...don't be sorry. I want to be here. Thats what friends do..help eachother through problems." He smirked and nudged the boy a bit in the back with his knee. "Besides..if you didn't have problems, I would never have to make cakes to cheer you up, and then where would we be?"

[Blaize Ackman]

"In a very sorry and sad world." He said with a grin, flicking some water in the other's face. "Thanks, Peem. It means a lot to me that you can stick with me and my crazy British ways."

[peem]

Peem laughed and sat down a bit of a ways away, shrugging. "Eh...you are good company. No thanks needed." He smirked. Blaize was back to normal.

[Blaize Ackman]

Blaize, a bit more lighthearted now, went to finishing up his bath and slipping out, drying off. "Good company, eh? I have no idea what company you've kept, mate, but its sorely lacking." He grinned to let him know he was teasing and slid on his pants.

[peem]

Peem smirked. "Eh...you sayin' me mum and me brutha aren't good company?" He stood up in mock indignation. "How dare ye!"