#( convo: fenrir and tyr 1 )

[waterfallswords]

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"Ahh, come on. It'd be fun. And I know you got a bunch of stories you haven't told any of us about yet." Tyr laughed, trying his best to convince his brother to join them at the Garcia house even if he knew it wasn't likely to happen. His eyes quickly scanned over the baby wipes and diapers as he let Fen move him through the aisle. He laughed but only slightly because he still hadn't been able to say anything about it. He didn't even know how to bring it up. "I don't think that'd happen to me any time soon." Not from lack of trying. Ty was a hopeless romantic like his father and brother, but seemed unluckier than the two of them when it came to love. His dating history was impressive but nobody had ever been the one. Even he sung from the rooftops every time as if they were. "Yup, Xav said it was all good. It's kinda funny, people shit their pants about Diego but he seems...nice?" he shrugged. Although, nobody seemed as nice as their own father. Wolf was a hard father figure to beat. "Oh yeah, she's around. Always doing her cute Lola shit." he shrugged, scanning the shelves for snacks that he's been trusted to bring. "Chips and dip? Can't go wrong, right?"

@waterfallswords fenrir / tyr - midnight bodega

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"Me? At a party? You think I'm in my twenties?" Fen's laugh boosted through the small store, both hands grabbing his younger brother by the shoulders to steer him. He directed Tyr so quickly down the other line of shelves, ignoring the collection of baby necessities stacked to the side of them."Nah, I appreciate the offer but that's not for me these days. You'll get it when you're a dad and got a lovely lady you'd rather be at home with." Fen explained like it was the gospel because to him it was. He let go of Tyr, spotting the beer bottles and grabbing one. He was still a Cross, after all and pried the cap off with his teeth to drink while they browsed. He'd pay for it when they got to the front. "So, party at a Garcia's house. Interesting choice." He didn't speak suspiciously but with amusement instead, already laughing and well aware of the name while he was growing up. "Is Lola still around these days? She was great, probably my favorite Garcia."