Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170607213356/@comment-28412230-20170610203750

Orion looked down to Clyde, furrowing his brows before taking a seat on a lounge chair, gently plopping the boy on his lap, adjusting the blue parka on him.

"They didn't get a divorce, sod, I can tell yew tha'" the blonde's voice was immediately pitched with maturity and calmness, resting his heterochondria eyes on the redheaded toddler, "They're just... Very confused, scared, an' sad. Somefink terrible happened t' yewr mother an'... Leon thinks that Harvey's t' blame. Th' luv's alright, though, so don't worry."

Orion glanced his gaze back to the ombre, who was beginning to write things on multiple post-it notes and sticking them on certain places on the wall, which seemed to look like it was leading to somewhere in the house.

"Po'er Harvey's a' rock bottom again... He's been blamin' himself abou' wha' happened - he hasn't eat, slept, or gone out in two weeks... Depression could suck th' life an' happiness outta 'ya, I tell 'ya. This is kind 'f why I helped get a new house for him and Leon."