What: Comforty goodness?
When: Friday, mid-afternoon/early evening
Triggers: Potential triggers for Religion, Homophobia, and Abuse
Even though Ben had reassured him that he wasn't being a bother, Benji still felt bad for pulling him away from the others. Especially since he was sure that their time together would be a bit if a downer for the former Daltonite. Still, he wanted to see the other boy and couldn't bring himself to back out. If that made him selfish, so be it. After dropping his things in his hotel room, Benji had texted the older boy to see if he'd arrived at the hotel yet; receiving an affirmative response, he'd grabbed a light hoodie and slipped back into the hall. Grateful that the hotel wasn't too difficult to navigate, the Warbler made his way back to the lobby to wait for Ben.
Sitting down in one of the seats near the doors, Benji pulled out his phone, fiddling with it idly for a distraction. He bit his lip, glancing up every once in a while to keep an eye out for his friend. He hated how off he'd been feeling lately, and he was trying so hard to act like himself, but, truth be told, Benji was tired. He didn't want to have to act like himself - he wanted to be able to be himself again.