"I feel bad for you, you shouldn't be going though those types of things."
Esme: Hell doesn't care who you are. It chews you up and it spits you out-and all that matters is surviving.
"Yeah, you are right.. But, anyways do you want anything?"
Esme: ...Well...I-I don't suppose you have a change of clothes...?
"Um, yeah! Be right back."
{Zachary goes into his room and gets an extra pair of clothes and brings them to you.}
Esme: Thanks...I-I'm just going to use your shower real quick, if you don't mind...
"I don't mind! Make yourself at home!"
{Zachary walks out of the room that they were in, and goes in the living room to watch tv.}
Esme goes to shower
time skip because yee
{Esme gets done showering and changes. When she got done she walks into the living room to see Zachary asleep on the couch.}
Esme: Oh...
She quietly walks over and covers Zachary with a blanket
