A Moment
A Desmond and Shaun episode
He traces his fingers absently on the rail of the balcony, the metal already cold and wet with rain that had ceased falling only a few moments before. A heavy sigh escapes him and he stares at the sky, mottled with clouds that block the faintest stars, the streetlights heralding the roads blocking the others.
"If there is anything I miss about the Farm," Desmond said softly, almost irritably, "it has got to be the stars."
"What, don't like us quaint cityfolk?" Shaun returns sarcastically, removing the cigarette from his lip only to sneer at Desmond.
He responds with a snort and a "Hell no," Shaun raises his eyebrow over his spectacles and Desmond continues. "It's too crowded. The Farm was a quaint community, but you were only allowed to leave once you were twenty-one. I left when I was sixteen, covertly, so that was a blow to their pride. I was raised to be sneaky and shit, but it was in a familiar environment with, like, five families max. I think there were more at some point, but we made like the British and started to inbreed."
"Explains quite a bit about you," Shaun muttered, glaring evilly at Desmond, and Desmond snorts in derision.
"I'm not used to cities, even after living in them forever. It's easier to blend into a city, but it's also harder to avoid whoever is watching you. Like you, creep," he gripes, light-hearted, and Shaun puts his cigarette out on the sleeve of Desmond's sweater.
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