“Um… hi,” they looked him over, tilting their head to the side. What the hell happened to him? Did he get beaten up by his brothers or something?
“… Watcha got there?”
“Ugh. Just hit him back next time,” they grumbled, grimacing at the marks that his brother had made.
“You’re doing the right thing by standing up for yourself. You have to, otherwise it won’t stop. It’s a cycle, y’know?” they shrugged.
“I hit him with a fork.” he mumbled. He didn’t regret it.
“I understand! You know you helped me a bit there.” he walked over and was about to hug them, But quickly froze.
“Uh erm. Yes.” head pat.
Hot cocoa haven 