Wes Barlowe

“Come on, let’s go home so you can rest.” Wes could see the tiredness written all over his mama’s face.

“Of course, you’re always welcomed, mama. And don’t worry, bro, your husbands will find you soon and get you out of there, meanwhile, relax and rest.” He teased his brother knowing there wasn’t anything else he could do.

He snickered and shook his head. “Las time he was home he basically ran away because he couldn’t stand the smell. And it’s not like he’s going anywhere like that.” He pointed at his brother rolled up in a rug.

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❝I might be smug,
but I’m still the best!

Because I’m doing my best,
fall for me 🖤!❞

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“But… how? You should come rest to my house, Jude won’t come because he smells death.”

"What's wrong, mama? Is something bothering you?"

Mamaaaa! 🎶

lot of time still, so don't concern yourself with that now. What are your plans for the holidays? Focus on that, for example."

handle the smell? Since you ignored the coffee beans." His face contorted when he heard that name coming out of his brother's mouth. "Jordon? No, that's… that's not a good name. Yes, please, talk to him about names. And it's fine if you don't want to use my name, I was just teasing. And there's a »

"We didn't establish a time for you to come here. But I wouldn't hold it against you either if you were to get here late. It's alright, big bro, I'm handling it." He gave his brother a smile while also holding a laughter from seeing him still covering his nose. "Is there anything I can give you to »

need to talk it out a bit more. So!" He said the word with more enthusiasm wanting to not thing about the souls for now. "Have you thought about baby names? Westley if its a boy?"

chugged half of the drink before sighing and taking a seat at the kitchen table.

"Yes, it's happening all over, wherever I go… That's why I'm almost always late whenever we meet nowadays. Some, like her," And he pointed with his thumb where the soul had been a momento ago, "are easy. Others »

He really hadn't intended for it to come as resentful, it was more… envious of the life his brother has, which he was really happy for him.

Wes nodded at his brother, hoping for his sake that the smell would go away, he took the ice coffee back, the ice mostly gone by that point and he just »

along with the gentle touch and soft smile, had been the most effective method to approach the souls. When she was gone, he turned to his brother. "Is the smell gone now?"

time…" He put a comforting hand on her shoulder and kept a friendly smile on his face. "It will all be nice, don't you worry about the rest, now you can rest." He gently guided her to the living room, where he could feel the line to her after life and she followed without argument, the kind words, »

sharing that part wasn't as thrilling as the firefighting had been. "Sorry. I'm alright, I promise." He watched the lady's soul stare at him as if waiting for something to be told, he focused on his brother and shook his head. "You don't need to… Hey. You know what happened? I'm afraid it's your »

"Yes, well, my life is kind of monotonous and boring, I don't have a partner or kids to lighten my life." He winced, he didn't mean for it to come out like that. He wasn't resentful of his life. It is what it is, he just hadn't found the right thing since the soul thing started to happen and »

ice coffee on the kitchen island as he walked passed it and went to the front door. "Hey, here! Yes, you. Come inside, it's okay, I'm not going to hurt you." He was talking to the soul and he looked at his brother to check if he could also see the soul.

The thread getting cut, disconnecting the body from the soul. His eyes closed and he took one deep breath before opening them again. "Yeah… someone just passed. But I can't smell them… Just one second." He said, his tone and all his demeanour more calm, and he put on a warm smile. Wes put the »

yes, I do remember the brainstorming. I did consider going into the therapy field, but I got too… I didn't want to risk the chance of seeing shit." He nodded, grateful that his brother was really considerate to check in on him as oppose to anyone else in their family. He felt it then, that pull. »

you're focusing on the wrong words, brother. What you did, bringing me coffee is really nice and very much appreciated. What I said is, just because I tell you to meet up, doesn't mean there's something bad happening. And I did say on my text that I could tell you what I'm doing now, right? And »

Wes lifted hi arm to smell his armpit, just in case, but nothing besides his deodorant, he then took a sharp inhale but didn't detect anything either. Just in case he went to his kitchen, grabbed a jar with coffee beans and handed it to Jude in an attempt to distract his sense of smell.

"No, »

one thing to deal with the souls, but another seeing it after you've tried your hardest to sabe them."

face? Me? You felt the need to bring me coffee, which I'm grateful for, but why? Look, we've been getting closer, maybe even matured, but wanting to see you doesn't mean that something bad is going on. You forgot I told you I was going to give up firefighting? It was getting too much… It's »

He's gotten used to the smell of death since he had to be near it many dead, so he was confused to the grimace on his brother's fase. "You alright?" He asked as he took the iced coffee, snorting because his brother, for some reason, felt the need to bring him coffee. "Thanks. But why the »

Jude could walk in.

"Welcome, big bro. Come in. How are you?"

💬 Boy, you sure are an overthinker. I wouldn't have invited you over if I wasn't sure, bro.

Wes sighed and shook his head at his brother's hesitation. But he couldn't blame him, he'd been in that kind of mindset multiple times.

When he heard the knocking he want to the door and opened it wide so »

💬 Do I? How?

💬 I can go to your place, or would you rather come to mine?

💬 I was thinking about it.

💬 The first first year, but then…

💬 Well, you know…

💬 It's probably gone by now, bro.

💬 Don't worry about it, you don't have to get me one. Thank you for thinking about doing that. It was nice.

💬 I did not move.

💬 We can meet and I can update you on my life.