Thread: Koty & Killian Who: Koty Rayne and Killian Harris. When: March 29. Evening. Where: Base; Killian's Room. What: Bandage changing! And stuff.
Koty had been obedient in going to Killian's room to change his bandages. He had been there this morning, taking off the old ones, and putting on new ones. It was probably the best thing, minus the fact that Killian was in pain over the wounds. It forced Koty to see him, instead of moping in his room.
He went back after supper. Dressed like he was going to a funeral in black pants, a black shirt with a stif high collar and cuffs that pointed over the backs of his hands. A glam funeral, because he had thick black liner that winged out, and black lipstick as well. Because he suspected Killian would sulk over the pain, Koty brought treats. Sugar cookies with frosting and sprinkles.
He still had a key from all that time ago, back when Killian had been locked up in his room, and so he let himself in. The bag with bandages dangled from his wrist, and he held the plate in that hand. "Hey Killian," he called out as he let himself into the room.