weak ole dog. kieran/lorenzo blitz

l o r e n z o     e m b e r s t a t t

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"Quinn put your shoes on, c'mon! We're gonna miss your uncle's speech-"

"Nooooooooo!"

"Then hurry up!"

"NOOOOOO!

It's like pulling baby teeth all over again, one shoelace at a time; Quinn plays with her bracelet the whole time Kieran's speaking and Lorenzo ain't much better. His mind wanders with most words that his brother says but it's a supportive type of dissociation -- he's so proud of him. And he's the older brother, yknow! It's a rare day where a younger sibling gets to feel pride, and Lorenzo's giddy the whole time. 

Even on the phone with Beck, telling the victor why Enzo would be late, he couldn't help but smile with the news. Kieran's running this year and they ain't lost an election yet, not since the 75th before Lorenzo was even family. Mace and Reggie and now Kieran, all he could hope now was that Kahinta would make it home to see it all take place. Do right by her and Temple and they are all in the clear, swallowing his anxiety. 

Eventually, the crowd began to thin out. The grown ups talk and as they do so, so do Quinn and Enzo- he tries not to think about the age gap between him and Kieran. Four years and Kieran is the mayor of district ten, and Lorenzo is barely finding the end of puberty -- he didn't even fully deserve that. Not on his own, just dumb luck. 

That's how it all was. Just dumb luck. 

"Ayy, congrats bro!" He says it before Quinn's fully done talking, standing straight up again with a pop in his back, "now, let's talk business- you can't tell dad or Saff, but Reggie's been letting me use the justice building phone." Connect the dots, y'know? "And so I'm gonna need you to follow up, and I'll get you the votes to pay you back." 

"Kapiche? Capiseesh!"