trickedya: (come say it to my face)

[personal profile] trickedya 2018-01-24 04:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"Thanks. It makes my room feel like I have guests." He talked to the rats sometimes, imagined hanging out with Hartley, holding the rats and just hanging out. He hated to be alone and this place, it gave him that feeling. He had to get out soon, he knew he had to. He wanted to be in the real world again, to live and breathe fresh air, to touch.

He wished he could touch Hartley. He reached out and touched the glass-- ew, it was sticky. "Come back again real soon, yeah?"
trickedya: (urge to kill rising)

[personal profile] trickedya 2018-01-24 05:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"I like having visitors. Or ... visitor." Axel smiled and shifted in his seat, eyeing the glass tentatively. "Bring me a comic." Hopefully Hartley could pull this off, he'd love some reading material made for his own age range. Or mental age range. "And maybe we can talk about ... other stuff, you know, down the line. If I wanna." And by other stuff, he means meds. In a roundabout way. Maybe... Maybe for Hartley. Maybe.