flecks: (twenty-three ▎demand.)
your friendly library hobo leo. ([personal profile] flecks) wrote in [community profile] exsiliumlogs 2013-07-18 09:10 am (UTC)

His grip on the books tightened for a moment, pressing them into his chest as he nodded again. He took the moment to compose himself before he raised his head again with a noise of dissent. She was right that he was banned as well, but it wasn't that the ones at the orphanage were ungrateful. They might have been wary when he'd shown up on their doorstep the very first time, but he'd won their trust by now and he'd come to spend his time there even outside of his community service.

"No, it's not the orphanage. It's just— others." Others who didn't even have anything to do with the orphanage, people who just posed as 'concerned' fellow natives as an excuse to go after a known Transport. It was ridiculous. His probation officer had warned him not to go and he probably should have heeded his warning. It would have saved him from feeling even more bitter about the entire ordeal, bitterness that he was unable to stop from spilling out.

"This entire thing is ridiculous, it's not like it's our fault."

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