◘ The fact that he didn't see Hersh at school that day brought up concern for the redhead, but the fact that his parents said he wasn't home when Randall dropped off some catch-up work was significantly more worrying than before.
◘ So being the person he was, he decided to set out looking for his boyfriend. Yet, when he had gone around the usual places he'd be, but he wasn't at any.
◘ He was heading home through the storm, until he saw a bloodied figure curled up out of eyesight. Randall jogged up to the figure, until he realised it as none other than...
○ "H-Hersh? Are you alright?"
◘ The younger's voice wobbled a little at the sight of Hershel, a sight more disturbing that anything he'd seen before. If this was Dalston, he was going to pay hell knows how many times more than he was going to before.










