Colin
The door opens and the Omega walks in again, with the same tray he has been bringing for the past week. This time, I look up at him and manage a faint smile. He is not the enemy in this situation. In fact, he is the only one here that gives a shit about me.
I notice his absence when he is not around, and that has happened a couple of times. I don't know where he goes when he is not here but I would like to know. There is a familiarity that I can't pinpoint. I feel like I know him like I have seen him before. It shouldn't make sense but I am never wrong in these kinds of things.
He drops the plate on the floor again and this time, he crouches to my level.
"Are you good today?'' he asks and whenever he asks me this, I feel like it is sincere.
