Right never thought he would be in a situation like this, and he didn’t like it. Stuck on a deserted island, the sole survivor of a crash, aside from some happy-go-lucky government pilot.
He couldn’t even take care of his own injuries, he was lucky the pilot was happy to look after him. He didn’t feel very lucky though...
Charles winced as the Toppat flinched. He could tell that the other was uncomfortable, but some things just had to be done. They were stuck, alone, on an island, with no rescue in sight.
He was glad he wasn’t quite alone, but he didn’t even know the other’s name, and he wasn’t ready to share it. He could only hope that either they would get rescued soon, or that the other would become more open to even the occasional chat.
Hope you enjoy the little drabble for the Paradise Lost Au, sorry if the colours are confusing with the Amnesiac Henry Au. Also, should I keep using the colours? Let me hear what you think.