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Arcadia Bay, OR
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―― ❝ Jesus, doesn't this town ever shut up? ❞
Arcadia Bay Police Dept. officer. Keeping an eye on the Prescotts, keeping an eye on his son, and wishing he could get a few more days off.
⇥ a canon character for #lisrp by #callmeflib.
📲 Linda is cooking for us tonight.
A moment of hesitation.
📲 You're welcome to come sit in the kitchen with us while she does if you want. You can tell us about your audition
Oh. He's pleasantly surprised when he sees the message. A little update is nice.
📲 Good to hear. Did you get the role you wanted?
If that's how auditions work...
📲 Yes she's eating dinner with us. I will stop by the store on my way home
texting @casecloscd.
> audition went well 😄
> do you need me to pick anything up from the store ? and is linda over tonight ?
As he said he would, Berry pulls up to Blackwell Academy early afternoon to bring @ofthearts his contacts. He gives him a call to tell him he's here, waiting for him in the parking lot.
"Okay," he says with a sigh.
Questioning whether this is really what happened or not wouldn't be of any use. This is not a talk for right now.
"I can bring them in a couple hours, around lunchtime. Will you be okay until then?"
"Oh."
He furrows his brows. August might as well said 'Someone broke my glasses', because this is what he heard.
"How did that happen?"
When his phone rings, Andy is in a serious conversation with his colleagues about driving safety and roadkill.
He wouldn't normally answer a personal call, but seeing August's name on the screen is enough for him to decide to make an exception. August wouldn't call unless --
sat by the tree where jaxon left him, vision blurred from the absence of glasses that now have been snapped in two, he scrolls down his contact list, squinting.
then presses on @casecloscd's name, sighing heavily. he hates disturbing him when he's at work.
Andy watches him go, then looks toward the forest.
The importance of what just happened begins to sink in.
He's lost August's trust, and he can't think of what to do to make it up to him. But did he ever really have it to begin with? Considering what he's kept hidden --
-- from him.
He walks back to the car and sits in the drivers seat, closing the door.
Before they go, he tells Jack and then everyone at the police station that he found August.
Then, he turns to him, sitting there looking sulky and also exhausted. So closed off.
--
Something a little softer takes over Andy's features too; a light frown creating a crease between his brows.
Did August think he wouldn't approve? That there was a chance it wouldn't go down well? This isn't exactly how he hoped August perceived him.
But, on the other --
-- hand, he reminds himself how hard it is to be figuring yourself out at that age. Clearly, August has been going through a lot. And he didn't even notice.
"Well, I'm glad that you told me anyway," is what he settles on saying, giving a nod.
He exhales sharply, like --
"Six months?!"
This time, Andy doesn't attempt to hide his surprise. He thinks back to the past few months. To how he's wondered about August's sexuality in the past, how he's wondered how long it would take August to introduce a potential partner if there was one.
And now, --