rhys walsh

Aragorn: Long have I desired to look upon the kings of old. My Kin.

So my neighbour...

There’s a bit of a backstory to this once. You see we used to be like best friends.

When I say best friends I mean /best/ best best friends. Like brothers… almost. I mean… I could tell him anything- and I did. He told me almost everything. And that’s pretty impressive for a guy that’s like a human clam. 

But some uh… issues came up in my life about a year ago. And being the mature adult I am… I ran away. Well I say ran away… I walked away, with a bag full of things. I didn’t tell anyone I was going… I did leave a note though, so don’t look at me like that…

I travelled the world - saw some amazing places, met some amazing people. I found my brother after about six months of travelling and we lived together as we moved around. He’s like… six years older than me and kinda protective… So he made sure I did “important things” like eating and sleeping.

We moved in to my new house like… a month ago? And now I find out that my neighbour is a Rhys Walsh - my previous best friend for life.

The nice guy that I am I bring him cookies and a note of apology - you know, explaining that I was sorry for ditching. What does he do? Slam the door in my face.

It’s been a week and the cookies are still there. I think he’s being irrational…

He’s over at http://thatoneguywiththebooks.tumblr.com/ if you want to bug him about the cookies…