Mar 16, 2021
@retrcgold
Clay’s knuckles wrapped against the doorframe gently before he walked through, ducking around the corner to come face to face with the man he was there to see. Guilt struck him immediately at seeing him stuck there; harsh fluorescent lights ensuring no one was comfortable for even a second. “Hey.” His voice was careful; gentle as he hesitated walking in further. Like taking any other steps would somehow harm him. “Up for a visitor?”