[ he shrugs his shoulders, unsure. the stories mom told him had kept him company long before octavia had ever been born. after that, they'd been the only friends bellamy could rely on after his sister had become his responsibility and even his only confidant. but now things are different; sometimes bellamy's grateful for the shakeup. ]
I guess. [ in bellamy's context, the greek figures could never tell the council on his mom for having a second child. they'd been a hell of a lot safer than making good friends with the kids his age living in section 17. who could they tell, when they only existed on paper or in mom's memory? ] I've never really thought about it. [ he shifts on his bed. ] I kind of thought everyone grew up hearing those stories.
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I guess. [ in bellamy's context, the greek figures could never tell the council on his mom for having a second child. they'd been a hell of a lot safer than making good friends with the kids his age living in section 17. who could they tell, when they only existed on paper or in mom's memory? ] I've never really thought about it. [ he shifts on his bed. ] I kind of thought everyone grew up hearing those stories.