[Trigger Warning: Blood and gore, psychological abuse, s*ic*de attempt, dark content. Read at your own discretion.]
The sound of the train slowed down as the train stopped slowly. Theodore stood up from the unit's ground and stretched while yawning.
"Wakey, wakey, Samuel." Theodore cheerfully said before sitting in front of Samuel and looking into his lifeless eyes.
How nice of this man, never seeming to offer a single drop of water. Samuel had no energy to ask for it whatsoever, but shouldn't this man be just a little considerate?
Samuel rubbed his eyes, not knowing where he was going. He stood up when Theodore stared him down.
Gesturing to him to come with him, Theodore walked out of the unit and helped Samuel get off; The unit being too high for his height. Theodore annoyingly grabbed his hand and walked him away from the train.
