Christmas Break in the Braus-Kirstein Household (wait for it...)

[takethereigns]

[ Stomping up the stairs and slamming his bedroom door felt really kind of good, to be perfectly honest. He's pissed. Beyond pissed, really. To the point that Jean Kirstein, brilliantly bitchy 15 year old boy, has not said a word in the last hour since driving back from the train station. The fury refuses to reach his tongue and the only words to really come out are "what the fuck Mom!" but he's already been reprimanded for his dirty mouth. He could really care less if anyone pulls through on their threat to further reprimand him for it, but those are the only words coming out of his mouth and it's not like he hates the bullshittery going on or anything.

Just...

Why?

Jean is surprisingly okay with having a bigger family. Surprisingly fine with now having a sister. But what in the ever loving fuck were they thinking by hiding this kind of thing from them? The most upsetting thing is that he can't even escape to a friend's house to ignore the situation because the only friend he has not living in the wizarding world is now his sister, living under the same damn roof that he is. ]

What the fuck, Mom?!

Comments

[takethereigns]

Well, I guess there's no counting on you for a hunger strike against them for keeping secrets from us.

[ Realistically Jean knows they need to eat, but hey. His spirits are picking up, he's allowed to make light, right? ]

[foodhoarder]

Nope! Sorry. Food is my weakness, you know that.

[takethereigns]

You need a better weakness.

[ Jean closes his yes and rests his head against the headboard of his bed. ]

[foodhoarder]

Well, I can't do anything to help that.