Characters: Adam, Charlie and Wren
Setting: Courtyard, before dawn
Wren stirred, making a small muffled sound before she sat up. Standing, she walked first toward the bed. Clipping the side of it, she kept walking, stopping in the middle of the floor. She kept standing there, for a few long moments, before back-pedalling quickly, toward the door. Hitting it, she fumbled behind herself with the doorknob, and somehow managed to get it open, starting out into the wee hours of the morning.
Charlie made a small grunting noise and turned over, opening his eyes. The jolt to the bed had woken him from his sleep and he looked up just in time to see Wren disappearing out of his room. “Wren?” he called, loudly enough that she would be able to hear him, but not loud enough to wake the neighbours. When he didn’t get a response, he headed out after her. It was the middle of the night - where was she going?
She was going out into the courtyard, stumbling slightly, bare feet in the grass. Stopping, she clearly flinched, arms coming up as if to protect herself. She gave a short little cry, before putting her arms up over her head and hunching down.
He ran over to her when she cried out, putting his arms around her shoulders and crouching down with her. “What’s wrong?” he asked. “Little Bird?”
( And it just HAD to be him... )