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Oliver listened to Dillon's schpeel about his brother and how he wanted to work for NASA. He raised his eyebrows. That was pretty impressive. And they both had genius IQs..? Woah! He would never had thought that about them. They too normal – genii are just plain weird. Too much going on in their brains for them to be able to function at a normal emotional level. “Ah. I'll keep an eye out for you, mate.” He offered knowing that he must be missing his twin terribly and was probably quite lonely. But, that was life, he supposed.
Oliver stared and stared at Dillon, his mouth gaping a little as he took in what he was saying. Had he lost it? Had the break up caused something in the boy's head to come loose? “Right.” He said eventually and wasn't sure quite what else to say to that response. Someone had actually succeeded in shutting his cake-hole. “A years a long time, Dillon.” He said softly. The boy knew nothing about how Nathan had been torn apart when they all left. He lost his babies and then then his entire family. He gulped and left it as that. Dillon would have to find out through his parents and not his uncle. Hell.. Oliver wasn't even his full uncle. He just assumed the kid knew what was going on.
He shook his head, not even noticing the lad scoot away as he shook the bottle of ketchup over his plate.
He chuckled at Oliver's statement. It wasn't that far off base. One should always be advised to keep an eye on Dillon.
"I always like an audience," he winked. He loved the spotlight almost as much as his sister Paris...wait, no one could love the spotlight that much.
He shook his head. No, his parents were in love and that's the way it had to be. He wasn't going to listen to Oliver. He didn't know what he was talking about anyways. He was dropping the subject of his parent's.
"How is granddad anyways," he asked changing the subject and giving Oliver a look that told him to do that same. Diggy had Paris' hot temper and her mean streak when he was pushed too far. He chewed the end of a piece of bacon. The bacon made him miss his dad's bacon cheeseburgers the he used to make for his mother.
He looked over to see what Oliver was doing with that ketchup bottle. He was making Dillon nervous. He was scooting back from the ketchup bottle that Oliver was just waving around!
"Are you crazy?" he rasped his eyes looking at the waving ketchup bottle. His breath was coming in short gasps and his chest was starting to feel tight.
"Sto.." he tried to say. His head was spinning.
He was having a panic attack over a ketchup bottle.