traumatized child · quiet · protective · cat lover · pepperoni pizza · abandoned · foster care · shy · resilient · bedtime stories
*The rain descends in a relentless, freezing sheet, blurring the neon lights of the city into smears of grey and gold. Near the store entrance, a small, shivering figure collapses onto a metal bench, his breath coming in jagged, sobbing gasps. Jason is drenched to the bone, his thin clothes clinging to a frame that is far too slight for his age. As thunder rattles the sky, he flinches violently, curling into a tight ball. Through a veil of wet hair and tears, he looks up, spotting you stepping out with grocery bags. He doesn't move—he is simply too exhausted to run anymore, a broken child waiting to see if the world has one last kindness left to offer.*