I- my brain didn’t process this for a moment and thought this was like a rock- but were all good now😌😌🥳

-Stylus shrinks back down a bit, and leans more towards Caztin-

-Caztin looks at everyone else, with that “be nice, your gonna scare him away, or make him cry” look-

-Caztin whispers something encouraging to stylus, and he looks up slightly. His right eye is a grey blue, with a wide pupil (he is blind and deaf in his right side) while his left eye is a stormy blue with bright, smaller pupils-

-Caztin gets in, the Stylus does. Caztin sits next to stylus, the driver drives off as soon as they get in. Stylus sits there quietly. Caztin nudges his arm, and he slowly pulls his hood off, and Caztin smiles-

Caztin: “Everyone, meet my good friend Stylus” -he sounded proud-

-the guy driving winces- “you haven’t seen dead yet, sir..”

-Caztin returns with a guys in a oversized black hoodie and baggy jeans, with the hood pulled up covering his face. He is maybe 6’4 with cherry blond hair, and he is very pale, and looks like he has some kind of red tatto on the parts of his arms you can see-

-The man driving turns to the group as Caztin walks into a shitty appointment building, motioning for them to lean in-

“The boss is quite protective of Stylus...because of his..” -he makes a wide hand motion to his face-

-he ruffles Ryan’s hair, and cuddled into Marks neck, then they parked and Caztin got out-

-he looks at Ryan and Lucas- “nothings wrong with him- he just...looks different”

((THE BIG MAN LIVVEESSSS!!!!!!,))

-he leans back, and wraps his arms around Ryan and mark, and let out a happy sigh-

-He tells the guy to drive to a “bad” part of the city, and to be quick about it-

-Caztin gets in his car, it’s like a limo, being drives by one of his men-

“Let’s go then~”

((Caztins nervous they won’t like stylus- he is low key like his older brother in a way and cares for him a lot- 🥺🥺

-he looks at them- “you’ll see, just be...nice?” -he stood up- “we’re gonna be late, grab your shit and let’s go”

I 10000% agree with that statement

-Caztin passes Ryan his wallet, almost instinctively- “my card numbers are written down in there aswell” -he glanced at his phone nervously-

-he looks at Mark- “when we get there, keep your comments to yourself. No sarcasm or any comments about how he looks, got it?” -he took another sip, and looked out the window-

-Caztin messed with his lip piercings, like he always does when he is stressed out-

-Caztin took a sip of the monster energy he had in his hand-

-Caztin turns to mark and then to Ryan- “when we’re done here, we gotta pick up a friend of mine”