<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>Trouble in Paradise</strong></span></div><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Rt2ECxS.gif)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Kevin Finch<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>May 6th, 2019<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Mitsuhara Private School, School Gates<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Mallory Minato|Mentioned: Reckley Stiles<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong>After School Reading<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Rugby Shirt and Khakis<br/><hr/><br/>Kevin was suddenly uneasy. "Don't worry about it. Really, don't. I just saw him and... well never mind that." Kevin's hand was behind his head and he was largely mumbling. He gratefully took the handkerchief without thinking twice and wiped himself off. "Thanks for that. I guess I'm sorry too. Not, you know about getting you away from Reckley, but, you know, having to see me like that. It can't be pretty to look at..." He tried giving a grin, but it came out more like a grimace.<br/><br/>Mallory told her story and Kevin listened. Even if he couldn't quite look straight at her, it was obvious he was paying attention. "I'm sorry about you and your Aunt. There's always something... I don't know... weird about how she acts towards you. My parents - love em or hate em, you know where they're coming from. They're the reason everyone else thinks I'm so screwed up I guess. We've got that in common." Truth be told, for all their differences they had a lot in common. "Anyway, if there's one thing I don't really care about, it's what others think of me - most others anyway. That's something good I got from them I suppose." Then he hardened again. "Though I suppose we could have used Reckley to care about us less." He sighed and leaned back.<br/><br/>"I don't know what he'll do next. I hope he'll have learned his lesson. Chances are..." Kevin added with a shrug, "he didn't. So we just keep our eyes open and try and keep safe."<br/><br/>His own father's words suddenly ricocheted in his skull.<em>You can't be everywhere. Sometime she'll be somewhere and you won't. Then what?</em>The way his father (and mother) acted about relationships, it was a miracle he was born at all. It didn't matter. She was always there for him; the least he could do was return the favor. "If he comes back, I'll be there." And here Kevin looked up with fire in his eyes. "You can always count on that, Mal."