hayden w.

ｎｏｏｄｌｅ ｈｅａｄ; ʜᴀʏᴅᴇɴ ʙᴇɴᴊᴀᴍɪɴ ᴡᴀʟᴋᴇʀ. literate — paragraph replies. nephew to @Kyberisms fifteen years old, bisexual. aspires to be a scientist aboard @OsirisRPG. carving of d.w. retweets appreciated.

“Where’s Cosmo? my stomach hurts, I think I’m sick—“

well there’s a really tired, ( somehow ), Hayden, whining for him. “Beeeeennnnnn—“

he just slept for two days straight, where’s uncle Ben?

hey! he found a ukulele and– a Walkman! wow, this ship has like, everything he’s definitely singing ‘I Do Adore’ because that’s the only song he knows fully.

his face hurts, wow— is he not allowed to appreciate beautiful women on this planet? does he start admiring the men? this is madness.

“I don’t have any chance of getting anyone on this ship because they’re all too old for me, — Athena is good looking, let me appreciate her.”

here comes the teenage boy in Hayden, “H—How?! she’s ( h o t )!”

“I heard him say they weren’t properly dating yet— Athena is just his... ‘person’” he speaks, “they haven’t even kissed yet! can you believe that?”

the Walker opens his mouth and then shuts it, unaware of what to say. “—well, I don’t really know. Most likely about the stars, and how Athena and Uncle Ben really need to date, cause it’s kinda getting annoying that they aren’t together.”

“—Ben said I should come talk to you, see if I can do captain-y stuff.. like wear a cool hat and speak over the intercom!” he smiles, legs now placed side by side as he speaks.

And there— at the end of the hall is that long-legged Walker. he waves and kinda speed walks towards the man. “Andy!” He calls once more, he enjoys this ship. he’ll definitely have to tell him that.

....Hayden is searching for @AMlABILITY, Ben told him they needed to talk to eachother. “Andy? Andy! ( a n d y )!”

.....can he dance in it?

and he’s hanging more photos up, listening to some great tunes. specifically ‘twist and shout’

“—as in, i wanna be you when I grow up!”

you’ll never know..

....that’s what you think,

He was— until he got friends. and then he abandoned him.

— saturdays are not the same, as they used to be.

he’s in the process of hanging old photos of him and friends on the wall of his quarters, including these.