always remember to look at the cast so you can imagine it better babessss
Third Person POV
"good job kido"Til hits the back of Michael's head teasingly, of course 'Mike' had to hold his tongue "oh? still polite"Louis looks back from his polishing of the fire truck "don't worry Michael the both of the are wankers"louis says in a low voice when he walks past him, Michael like Louis more then the other two "and also i barely do that thing with Mat"he rests his elbow on Michael's shoulder, Mat sighs and gets up still holding a beer bottle in his left hand and collects keys and necklace with a dog tag with 'Cardiff central fire station' "welcome to the team"and with that Mat falls into the leather chair and burps "good one"Til says, Michael thought to himself that Til seemed like the mature one seems like it was louis, Michael sort of looked down at everyone even his cousins he knew he was rude, cold and knows for a fact he has many people wishing he was dead but he liked it that way but could tolerate some
Til throws the glass beer bottle at Michael who quickly catches him "good reflexes"til shrugged and sat on the leather sofa.
to paint a picture of the room, it's a one story building but was almost the size of a football pitch and has several fire trucks parked in the middle of the room in front of the door, to the left where all the equipment and gear and to the right was a large kitchen, one sofa, 4 leather chair under a rug, radio, music box etc.
"has there been any bombs or fire's so far?"Michael puts on the necklace and the keys in his pocket "nope, the boys are doing us proud" til says pointing up, "mm i forgot, a American kid is coming here tomorrow"louis says gulping down the hit of beer, Til burps and cringes his face and gives a low five to Mat "what?"til says and lays his body on to the sofa as louis takes his seat "i don't know got a call from the chairmen or something and said since we're short one man the necessary he pulled some dumb basterd from enlistment, he some sort of volunteer from a America that wanted to join the war but wasn't qualified"he leans back and they and frown and continue on, "so why aren't you all in?" Michael looks around "shell shocked from the first bloody war"Till says and drinks somehow exuding a cold feel "w-what?"Michael scoffs " my dad made me joined the war by lying about my age, i was 14 years old he said 'girls love a war hero', basterds said it was a 4 month war, 4 years it was tch"he clicks his tongue trying to forget the images that were racing his mind "i'm sorry..."Michael looks down actually feeling bad
"i'm old eh"til tries to lighten up the mood "hahaha ya sure"louis scoffs smirking, Michael glances at mat to see him looking at a locket with possibly a picture of someone in it, til looks at Michael than follows his eyes to what he was looking at and without hesitation till jumps up and takes the locket from mat.
"OH OH OH WHO IS THIS BEAUTY"Till looks at it laughing with wide eyes and pushing mat back who was trying to get the locket, mat felt nervous for some reason, the boys quickly ran to them and looked at the picture
"vera?"Michael's voice cracks and all the of them look at Michael "WHY THE FUCK DO YOU HAVE HER PHOTO"Michael's anger makes his voice get louder and pushes mat by the chest "Michael get your fucking hands off!"his bright pale blue eyes seep into Michael's "answer the question then i will"Michael gets a handful of mat's shirt "ask vera yourself"he looks and smirks at him, both men at the back watch them not daring to interfere "and don't think about punching me because you know what i did last time and then"he gives a sly look to the side with full confidence "you only said a couple words"Michael felt guilt of what he said so he pushed Mat back letting go of his shirt, both men had wide eyes once Michael looks at them, they never imagined that polite boy would ever be angry like that
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they both arrive at vera's home, it was a silent ride filled with angry tension, as soon as Michael got off, mat took off. Michael storms in the house to see vera by a lit fire, sitting on the floor by it and reading a letter
*plays at 1:19 and listen to the song if you wanna*
"vera"a strong hint of anger, with a wide smile and glossy eyes she looked up "why does the nazi have your picture in a locket"his voice almost becomes a yell, her eyes narrow at him while he steps forward "answer me" she thought for a moment but because of his pettiness she decided not to because of the audacity of him coming to conclusions "leave."she says inhaling and exhaling trying to calm herself looking down "excuse me"he scoffs at her "LEAVE GO TO YOUR ROOM"she screams at him only taking him back slightly but he gives a smile but with obvious anger behind it.
"what, are you my mother now?"he scoffs once more "Fuck off anywhere i don't care"she yells once more and walks out of the room and grabs a coat and walks off.