Allistor sat in the chair constantly shifting and moving. He couldn’t sit still; he stood up and paced back and forth. He scratched his head which he only did when he was distressed. He sat back down and shook his leg; he buried his face into his hands and tried to calm his breathing down. He leaned back in his chair and groaned.
“Will you stop fidgeting, I know you are distressed but please calm down,” his younger brother Arthur coaxed. Allistor was the second born of the family after their brother Oliver, and then it was Allistor, then Ian, then Arthur. They almost never got along and constantly bullied each other over
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