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[attr="class","crashLyrics"]you do this everytime, we fall in familiar places,[break]drift apart and don't know why.

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With a sharp click! one of his many swords slid back into it’s sheath, the guard colliding firmly with the edge of the hard material that protected it. Taking a deep breath, Lorenzo stood and placed it back on the stand that rested on one of the nightstands, running his fingers along the length of the scabbard before lowering his hand and returning back to clean up and put away the materials he used to polish the blade with.[break][break]

Putting everything away, Lorenzo he had just finished when he phone went off, and looking at it, Lorenzo sighed softly and shook his head. He had just received a text, from his brother, saying he needed to be picked up. There were many spelling and punctuation errors as well as multiple emojis added haphazardly. He could immediately tell where Atlas was, sitting in a bar and getting drunk off his ass. It appeared he already was.[break][break]

Lorenzo grabbed his coat quickly decided to leave to retrieve his poor brother. Atlas had probably driven there straight from work, so he’d just have to grab the keys off of him and drive him home after throwing him in the passenger seat.[break][break]

Shivering slightly as the cold air hit his skin, he stuffed his hands in his pockets to keep them warm. Lorenzo walked at a quick pace, but still looked as if he was taking a leisurely stroll. When he got to the bar, his lips curled slightly in disdain, immediately feeling annoyed but pushed himself to go in anyway. Scanning the place, the crown of silver hair and a big, crooked yellow bow caught his attention and he locked in on his brother. Inhaling slowly, he exhaled just as slow before making his way over.[break][break]

Atlas appeared to almost be out of it, slightly hunched over the bar, but when Lorenzo got close, the older male raised his head and shot a lopsided grin at him. Quickly saying a slurred, quick greeting, Lorenzo decided to ignore it and grabbed his shoulders, pulling him up and supporting him with one arm.[break][break]

Quietly shifting to put some money where he had been sitting, he straightened and Atlas was muttering something to himself when he suddenly slumped against Lorenzo, who grunted with effort as he tried to keep the both of them upright. The veins in his forehead starting to throb, he closed his eyes for a moment before turning his attention to the direction of the exit, tugging and pulling the passed out Atlas along with him.[break][break]

He was so damn heavy! Lorenzo had only gone a few steps when he staggered a bit and went to steady himself, looking at the other man in annoyance. He wasn’t usually this far gone and at least waited until they got to the car to pass out. Now he had to pull all this dead weight, and although he didn’t care much for how it looked, it was a pain in the ass and caused him to put out a little more effort than he usually did.[break][break]

Lorenzo swore, Atlas was going to be hurting the next morning.