first its one by one
_{then two by two}

It was that time of the month, and Walker was paying all of the bills. Everything came out of his account easily and then he just budgeted for the rest of the month. It gave him a nice cushion most of the time, and he liked to use that for when he went out. However, with Ruby gone, the secondary income was gone, and he was finding that the cushion was lacking. That might be that while there was one income, there were still two adults living there. He didn’t mind Bell being there, and to be frank, it was nice to have another person in the house with him. Made him feel less alone, but… he really just needed some help. He had left the ministry and was now working at Snidget and the pay was a little different. He wasn’t going to be getting paid like he was in the ministry and he knew that he wasn’t going to be able to do this alone. So, he slowly made his way up the stairs.

It had been a while since Bell had been home, and since the news had come out that kids could go back to school. However, he had been made aware that Bell did not want to go back there, not that Walker would blame him for that. However, that did not mean that he was going to be okay with the bloke just living there. He was going to have to pull his weight, and job or no job, if he couldn’t he was going to have to find somewhere else to go. He ate the food in the house, used the power, and the water, and the internet that Walker provided, so paying for his share, only felt right. After all, the bloke was no longer in hiding and was an adult now. So he felt within his rights to have this conversation.

He was using the techniques that Dani Dr. Kopitar-Higgs had taught him and he was rather enjoying them, and the sessions that they had. However, he was finding that, for the sake of himself and his friendships he needed to be open, honest and fair, but he needed to not be a dick too. Which meant that this was going to be even harder for him to find a balance. He was going to have to try and not be mean to his friend, while still making sure that Bell understood that he could not keep going with this patter, else neither of them would have a place to go. His father had bought the house for Walker, and it was in his name, but the banknote still had to be paid each month.

Knocking on the door he waited to be allowed entry into the room.

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[attr="class","tweedles"]Bell was incredibly grateful to Walker for letting him stay in the spare room while he got his feet back under him, and especially after he refused to return to Hogwarts. He knew he wasn't the easiest person to live with, what with his tendency to come down to breakfast in only his pants--though he tried to at least wear a robe if he knew Walker had a guest. It was easy enough to keep his things in his room, after confining it all to his trunk while at Hogwarts, and he'd always been a neat person anyway. Even if his room looked like a disaster zone when he couldn't decide what to wear. It all got picked up eventually, so really what was the harm? For all that he knew Walker didn't mind him staying there, Bell knew he couldn't get by without helping out at least a little with the bills and things, which was why he'd found a job of sorts. It was mostly in the muggle world, since he still wasn't a very favored person among magical folk who could afford his services, which was probably for the best anyway. It put his fashion knowledge to good use, at least, and allowed him to earn his keep well enough. Certainly not enough to afford to live on his own, but enough that he could help out when Walker asked. Which would probably happen soon.

Sure enough, there was a knock on his bedroom door just as Bell was finishing up his makeup and he called for Walker to enter. "Hey, what's up?" He walked over to his dresser, where three wigs sat on Styrofoam heads--one long and straight in blonde, a medium brunette with bangs, and a curly black that fell just past his chin. The brunette would do best with his outfit for the day, he thought. Not that he wore a wig every day, but sometimes he felt in the mood for more length and he was damn proud for saving up enough to get them.

[attr="class","rabbit"]341 - @walker - Outfit

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first it's one by one
_{then two by two}

Walker had had friends who were weird over the years, he liked the kids that were odd because they were usually overlooked and a few smiles here a grin there and before you know it, they were wrapped around his finger and begging for him to be with them. Of course, he did have friends too that he didn’t treat that way, but it was a habit that he had picked up after his ex. His life was better this way, and honestly, he hadn’t minded, but now things were very much different when it came to people and sex. His world was on its head at the moment and he was trying to put his feet back down on the ground but it was a struggle, it was a hard place to be when he thought about the things that could and would go wrong again in the future. But, it was by having friends that he knew that he could make it through things. He could make it through pretty much anything if he kept his head held high and tried to not be an asshole all the time. Of course, that was easier said than done, and he worried that this was going to make him look like an asshole.

He didn’t want to be, but he knew that if he let Bell slide now on this, months down the road he would still be doing the same thing and Walker would be footing the bill for everything because he didn’t want to lose anyone else. Ruby was his own fault, and he could admit that readily now, but he was definitely not going to be the one who lost all of their friends because he was an unmitigated asshole all the time. He was trying to be better, and trying to fix the faults that he had, but this was something that was going to drive him mad if he did not do it.

He did not understand the things that Bell did or the way that he acted honestly, but he tried to be open-minded when it came to most things that the Muggle-born lad did. After all, he was never in any position to judge. Bell called for him to enter and he opened the door and smiled at the slightly younger man.

”Hey, you getting ready to go out?” He asked, making sure that he wasn’t going to ruin a good time for Bell.

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[attr="class","tweedles"]Dressing up wasn't always about going out, for Bellamy. More often than not, it was simply about making a point to always be at his best no matter what he planned to do for the day. Sometimes he'd record his makeup routine for a vlog, or he'd showcase a few outfits if he had enough new dresses or accessories to show off. Even when he planned to stay home, Bellamy made a point to dress like he was going out, because one never knew what might come up that would make him leave the house. Although this time he was planning on going out, though not for fun per-se. Going out was always fun because he drew attention, but he was going out on errands more than pleasure. He had to check the muggle post office for any packages sent from his fathers--he didn't want them sending anything to him directly, easier to protect them when they didn't know his exact whereabouts--and visit the thrift shop for any usable items for alteration. Admittedly, the thrift shop was a little pleasurable, but it was mostly about using the things he made to make money by selling them for more than he'd bought them for witch took some of the pleasure out of it because he wasn't using them for himself. A small price to pay in order to pull his weight around the house.

"Hmmm? Oh, no not really," he replied absently as he tugged his wig cap into place. "I mean, yes but not like, going out going out. Just out on errands. I've got a couple packages due to arrive soon and I've been meaning to visit the thrift shop for pieces to upgrade and sell. I can pick up some groceries if you need me to?" He lifted the wig from its stand and fitted it over his head, gently tugging it into place so the bangs sat just right over his brow, satisfied, he turned to face Walker.

[attr="class","rabbit"]330 - @walker - wow so late but heeere

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