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Patton is looking at the ground when he hears a sudden noise. His head snaps towards the door in panic. It opens slowly, quietly. Patton shakes, wondering if another week had passed already. It couldn’t have, he was sure his last beating had only been a few hours ago. Maybe a day at the most.
The door opened all the way to reveal a slouching figure, one wearing a black hoodie. Patton let out a little sigh, but didn’t relax.
“Water.” Virgil said and hesitated slightly before bending down and rolling the water bottle over to Patton. Patton watched as it hit the wall next to him and he took the cool bottle gingerly. He did his best to smile up at the anxious side.
“Thanks...kiddo.” Virgil nodded, but didn’t meet his gaze. He closed the door and Patton placed the cool bottle on his worse injuries. He would drink some of it later.
Virgil leaned against the door for a moment, before standing back up and heading to the kitchen. He searched the cabinets, coming across a bowl of cereal. He poured himself some and sat down, starting to eat.
Patton is unavailable for questions. Virgil is available for questions.
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