Who: Shiloh and Holly What: Checking on Trenton Where: The penthouse level When: Tonight Warnings: IDK
He stopped by 104 first.
Aaron was asleep, and Shiloh refrained from getting too close, not wanting to rouse him or get the attention of the puppy, who was sleeping on Aaron's head and snuffling occasionally as he dreamt. He watched for a few minutes in the dark, and he edged out of the bedroom. He would talk to Aaron once he came back. He had to tell him-
Everything.
Shiloh was filthy, thin from not eating, his hair knotted and not brushed, his clothes dirty from days-on-days spent in alleys and dark places.
He'd thought-
He was having trouble figuring things out, and being out there, being in the dark, it wasn't helping.
The cops didn't come, though, and as the days passed, so did his fear. He had no money, and he had wanted to come home.
So he edged out of the bedroom, and he wandered to the penthouse level. He was weak, tired, and he stopped at the wrong door.