 Can't quote because phone <3 ∞ 17 | RP entrepreneur | defies gravity | Miss George is flawless | blanket burrito lyfe
For the second time today, Rooney had had to politely turf Brinlee out of his trunk and also caught her attempting to squeeze herself into Pomegranate's carry case. To no luck, obviously. Brinlee was ten times the size of Roo's ginger cat, and there was no was - without magic - that she would fit. After saying goodbye to her with a sloppy kiss on her curly hair, he had boarded the train in the middle of his mother's fourth sobbing fest. It was completely dramatic and definitely expected. Brinlee and Mama were very in tune and like with their emotions and when one bled, the other bled.
That wasn't his problem anymore and with a final wave to his father, the now-12 year old made his way along the train to find somewhere to sit until Calliope or Catie found him. It was al up to them, of course. He and Pomme would sit here and wait. Well...sit somewhere.
He watched another lad open up a compartment and ask to sit in there, so Rooney assumed that it was occupied. No problem there, though. But as he walked past, his cat darted inside and straight for the girl in there already. Straight for her ruddy lap. It was okay because Pomme was a gentle cat and was just looking for an ear scratch or some love. But it was still so very embarrassing. "Sorry! Sorry! He's mine, he's-- sorry!!" His genuine apologies went over the other boys head and Roo gave Pomme his best evil eyes.
He was an actor, so they were very good.
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