Seeking Help||Simon & Adrian
Simon scoffed shaking his head. “No, not solitary. We’ll discuss solitary some other time,” He says in a playfully mocking tone. “I mean an unoccupied staff’s quarters. Go take a nap or read a book or something and I’ll come find you in about an hour.”
He didn't feel better and the thought of Simon only dragging out his punishment caused him more anxiety. In an hour? What would he do in that time? Find the man and convince him to press charges against him? His ears lower and his tail flicks back and forth; a purr beginning to rumble in his chest. He knew he messed up, that was the whole point of him coming here for help. But with his help being someone who isn't fond of him, it made it harder for Adrian to trust that this was going to turn out alright.
Slowly, he nodded and turned to leave, feeling the indifferent stare of the man on his back. With his hand on the door, he speaks quietly. "I can't promise you I'll still be in the room when you get there." He swallows. "I know I need to be, but the cat often has different ideas when it feels...threatened..." He turns the doorknob and pulls the door open.















