Flame had locked himself in the bathroom. He sat on the cold tile floor, his knees up to his chest and his arms wrapped tightly around his legs. His head was tucked very uncomfortably in between his knees and his petite body wracked with heavy sobs.
“Huh?” Elyjah listened to the sobs from across the hall. A sigh escaped from his lips, just hearing some cries broke his heart. He slowly walked to the bathroom door, a little upset that it was locked. “Hey! Can you hear me?” He knocked on the door. “Can you let me in? I want to make everything alright.”
