Post by JJ Winstead on Jan 16, 2024 12:19:06 GMT -8
as much as he was struggling with being homesick, JJ was far too excited knowing that he was less than an hour away from seeing his brother again. it felt like just yesterday they were tending fields in the heart of summer. the young man looked himself over in the mirror, picking off small bits of lint or stray hair as he did. JJ wondered if they had horses here, or if having a dog would be too much for the lifestyle of an auror in training, were cats common? he felt so out of place. “i’ll jinx myself if i keep thinking like that,” JJ laughed, turning to head for the door, taking one last glance through at his new apartment. gods, his stomach hurt.
text to: brother winstead
hey. ordered something for you at puddifoots tea shop, be there by noon
JJ shoved his phone in his pocket and heading for the shop on his feet. he was close by enough now. the apartment was a temporary thing. newly in the market to buy, though still undecided if that meant definitely relocating to the UK for the long term. the walk gave him time to think about those things in … greater detail. when JJ made the decision to come here, he didn’t think, he just did. the shockwave of that choice, the repercussions, the world of uncertainty that may follow were the last thing on his mind if it meant seeing rip. 17 years was too long, and his love for their homestead almost stopped him.
but it didn’t.
admittedly, JJ wanted more in life. he had his family, their farm, the small network they had created in broken bow, but the youngest winstead was walking in someone else’s shadows no matter how much he outdid himself. his parents, jessica, supported his decision without faltering. it was genuine support, and JJ loved them for it, but the weight of their sadness was still fresh in his mind. how would his brother react? would his anger, grief, estrangement overpower the excitement? so much had happened, and JJ understood the best he could. he wanted his brother to be happy, but that didn’t quiet the concern.
as puddifoots came into view, the young man halted to take in the view. it was a cute spot, and he found himself liking the architecture of the UK. hands shoved deep into his pockets, JJ pushed himself the rest of the way, slipping inside the tea shop and taking a quick glance around. he didn’t see his brother, so he looked toward his watch: 11:48. the wizard took up a seat by the window, waving toward the woman aproned and smiling in his direction.
yesterday: 6,209 days