"LET ME GO! I'M NOT A KID!" William Half yelled at the Staff-Bot as it tighten it's grips on his arm. Staff-Bots are rather strong so the grip the bot has on Will's arm is starting to hurt. He flapped his other arm up and down, trying to escape the Staff-Bot's grasp, Henry swung his head around as the mangers looked away in embarrassment, William's manger with a look of anger.
"Please Calm Down. I will find your guardian." The Staff-Bot swiftly repeated at William.
"I'm not a kid! I'm a worker! You can even scan my badge, just please let go! It hurts!" William whines, his eyes glossy with tears because of the pain. Henry turns on his heel walking speedily towards the two as William kept just trying to make less of a scene while also trying to free himself from the Staff-Bot.
"Staff-Bot. Let him go." Henry commanded with a stern tone, the bot immediately obeyed and dropped William with a small thud.
"Th- Thankyou sir." This was all William could stammer out as Henry crouched down and held out a hand to William to help him up. As William took it he asked "Why did that Staff-Bot Drag you?" William murmured out a answer.
"Hm? What was that?" Henry chuckled as he pulled William up, back onto his feet. As William looked at Henry's warm smile, it felt as if he had seen it before, as if he had know that smile for years. William stood frozen until his manger snapped him out of the daze.
"How dare you make such a scene infront of Mr. Emily!" William's manger snarled at him. Unknowing the Henry was still in ear shot, as he growled more insults at the small man. "You are such a distasteful worker! Why can't you just do what you're told!"
"What seems to be the problem with him, Andrew." Henry asked in a stern tone. His light grey eyes seeming to dig into Andrew as he waited for a answer. William just wanted to go "home" at this point. Or well what he calls home, it's the local homeless shelter. He's been staying there for quite a bit, although he doesn't particularly like the sad aura from the others there, and in return they don't like the aura around him.
As Andrew makes a fleeting attempt to justify yelling at William, Henry places a hand on his head, not holding him there but more to comfort him. William as the touch starved man he is, just melts like a house cat mooching with it's owner. But he attempted to not show it, Henry did notice although.
'Shit my break is going to be over soon..-' William noted as he look at the main room clock.
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Threads Of The Past (Legacy)
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