[CinnamonCookie]

Originally Posted by ✨Blue Wishes✨

Crawford looked over at her mother, Thomas was sitting next to her, though he wasn't exactly sitting close to her, his phobia kept him from getting too close to his siblings and his parents, and he barely wanted to go out of the house or meet new people, even at the age of 17, his phobia made him seem more like he was 11, his dull yellow hair wavering a bit as he flinched away from his sister, who had tried to wrap a comforting arm around him, only to be rejected by him, Crawford tried not to get angry, she knew that was just how her brother was, her hazel eyes glancing at her brother's green ones, before she looked away

"You guys heard me. Scoot, scoot!" Mother insisted.