I'm Not Okay [UsUk]

Dreams

A few hours after the performance, Alfred and his family were still all out together for a walk through London. It wasn't for any special occasion, but just because they were impatiently waiting for the list of results to be placed in the hall of the Royal Musical Academy. More specific, the list of people who got in. Alfred wished with all his heart and soul that he was one of those, and he even prayed for it, which he almost never did. Prayer was always his last option when there was nothing left to be done.

"I'm so excited to see the results, I can't even properly describe it in words..." He spoke up as the family walked alongside each other, Arthur gently holding his hand. "I won't be disappointed if I don't get in, though. I tried my best."

"That's the spirit, Alfred", Arthur smiled with pride. "Your performance was really wonderful. I'm telling you, it brought me to tears!"

"Me too, me too, it was so moving." Alice commented as well, getting out a small item from her purse and handing it over to Arthur. "You've got about fifteen quid in here, you boys go get yourself something nice there at the supermarket. You deserve it."

Arthur stared at the light grey coloured wallet for a couple of seconds, gratefully nodding. "Thanks, mum. Anything you'd like?"

"No, thank you, dear."

"That's a lot of money." Alfred replied in awe. It was a rarity that the got so much to spend, especially out of the blue like this. But, they did deserve it in a way. "Are you sure you want to give us all of that?" He still couldn't help but question. Matthew agreed, his facial expressions filled with the same amount of surprise.

Alice lightly chuckled at their uncertainty. "I'm completely sure."

"Well, uh, thank you!" The older American exclaimed. "Let's go, then, I crave chocolate anyway."

Alfred and Matthew didn't remember when was the last time they were able to go out like this with their own family, just hanging out and having fun, leaving all worries behind. It seemed like decades, even if it was really no more than five years. Still, that wasn't something to think about now. Instead, they just let the relaxation and joy overtake them as they ran off to the supermarket followed by now eighteen year old Arthur and his brothers.

"Then let's feast on chocolate like it's the end of the world!" The Brit excitedly said as they entered the store.

Alice and John stayed behind, wholeheartedly smiling at the boys. "I adore seeing them all so happy." The woman commented with a short sigh, glancing at the man beside her. He nodded in agreement, embracing her gently in a hug. "And I can't believe Arthur's already eighteen. I'm just... So shaken up, I don't know why."

"Now he can finally get drunk without getting arrested, I don't see what's the problem." The father laughed humorously, receiving a chuckle as a response.

"Idiot." She rolled her eyes, but nothing in a bad manner. It was a genuinely great day for each and every one of them, and they didn't want it to ever end.

Inside of the store, the Kirkland and Jones brothers were grasping for anything sweet they spotted out of the corner of their eyes, and they didn't even bother to spend the money on something more important. Arthur pushed a big, silver shopping cart filled with boxes of chocolate, candy bars, Skittles, pretty much anything they wished for. And tea, of course. Which Brit could visit a supermarket without buying tea in the first place?

"I'm actually thinking about buying a bottle of gin. I mean, why the bloody hell not? A celebration is a celebration, and I think the two of us deserve a sip. What do you think?" Arthur carefully took the glass bottle from the shelf, showing it to Alfred who wasn't so sure about it. Though, in all honesty, it did sound like quite a good idea. It wasn't every day that they got their hands on an alcoholic drink, and a few sips wouldn't hurt anyone.