"Our room," Wyatt rumbled softly. A rumbled correction. A low confession.
Still, even now. Even after.
(He hadn't touched anything. He'd left Max's things as they'd been the last time he'd been there. ...Much to the dismay of 13 and all the roommates they'd tried to bunk him with since.
None had stayed long.)
To the nurse he asked, "Can ya do what ya need to from there?"
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Still, even now. Even after.
(He hadn't touched anything. He'd left Max's things as they'd been the last time he'd been there. ...Much to the dismay of 13 and all the roommates they'd tried to bunk him with since.
None had stayed long.)
To the nurse he asked, "Can ya do what ya need to from there?"