forum Can You Help? (One on One) (Closed).

Started August 08, 2018 by @Desvelarse pets

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Allen grabbed the bat he left by the stairs, opening the door enough to see the man outside. "I ain't interested in whatever religion, I'm an atheist." He said, trying to keep it cool, as if he had no clue who this guy was.

“I’m not here to offer religion. I’m looking for my kid. He’s about average height, white hair, red eyes, pale- it’s imoissible to miss him. Have you seen him around?” The man asked Allen.

He shook his head. "Can't say I have."

“You sure?” The man asked, glancing inside, then back at Allen.

While that was going on, Rose was sitting on the floor of the basement. He had his knees pulled up to his chest, with his arms wrapped around them. He was terrified out of his mind, afraid that Allen would give him away.

"Very. I'd think I'd remember seeing him." He said impatiently. "Now, I have things to do, so if that's all you came for…"

“Yeah, thanks..” The man said, stepping away and walking down the driveway to the street. Rose could hear when the door shut, but he didn’t move from his spot on the floor.

He sighed, putting the bat back and walking to the basement door. "Rose? He's gone."

Rose heard Allen’s voice, and he took a shuddering breath before getting to his feet. He walked to the door, opening it and looking up at Allen. “You’re sure?” He squeaked out.

He nodded. "Watched him walk away."

Rose gave a small nod before rubbing at his eyes with the backs of his hands. “I’m tired,” he mumbled, his lips in a slight pout like shape.

"Wanna go to bed?"

“Mhm,” Rose hummed in response, nodding his head a bit. He wrapped his arms around himself, looking down as he did so.

"Come on." He said softly.

Rose followed Allen to where a bedroom was, arms still wrapped around himself. When he got into the room he looked around, it being much bigger than the place where he had to sleep in.

He lead him over to the bed. "Come on, you need sleep."

Rose gave a soft noise in response, pulling off his shoes. He crawled onto the bed, feeling the material of the blankets and sheets before laying down the rest of her way.

He pulled the blankets over the boy, turning to go to bed himself. "Goodnight. I'll be right downstairs if you need me."

Rose bit at his lower lip, fingers lightly gripping onto the material of the blanket. “Okay, goodnight,” he said quietly, rolling onto his side. He felt strange trying to sleep in his own room. Usually, he would sleep with his master, so the bed he was in now felt empty.

He went downstairs, grabbing a pillow and blanket and laying down on the couch

Rose huffed softly to himself, rolling over onto his other side to try and get comfortable. He hugged onto one of the pillows, glancing around the room in a nervous way.