Noah took a bath in Adam's room and borrowed clothes from Adams as well. He didn't have many small sized clothes so, he had him wore a T-shirt and boxer shorts. He applied another ointment on his bruises and a disinfectant to his wounds.
"Let's go downstairs to have dinner and at the same time, I'll introduce you to my parents, 'kay?"
"Okay." Noah answered in a low voice, still looking down on his feet. He was worried and a little anxious to be in someone else's house. He wasn't accepted by his parents at home so, he was also expecting that he won't be accepted by the other people. He always had this notion that people will treat him just like how his parents treated him.
However, aside from the children who bullied him at the park and the few people who would pick him up, return him to his parents to be beaten up again; no one else bothered him. Until Adam came to pick him up.
