a new home for you to sleep in

place to sleep

As Tommy sits on his pets grave he starts hearing the clacking of shoes as they hit the wood underneath them.
The figure, as elegant as a peace of broken wood struts his way to Tommy looking over and giving a sly smile As he put his bottle down from his lips
"Heeyy tommy! I thought I banished you from here so why the fuck are you in my country pal!"
As the venom laces out of schlatts mouth Tommy knew he should put up a fight but only musters up teary eyes and a shattered heart that could be noticed from a mile away.

Schlatt never seen tommy like this. Even when his pride was ruined the boy still screamed and made a fuss about it. Seeing the child like this gave schlatt the urge to swallow his pride. As he did he sits next to the small ball.
"What happened"

Tommy Croaked out a small "what" inching from the smaller yet more ferocious male

"You heard me. Why the fuck are you crying on a grave?"

Tommy looks at schlatt wide eyed. But can't seame to hold him self as he Croaks out "I just wanted something not hate me. Anyone.....I'm just so cold."

Schlatt takes a swig of his bottle emptying it of its last drops and tosses it to a grassy area then starts to take off his blazer. Tommy looks at him confused as the black fabric that smells like broken dreams and alcohol is wrapped around him.
As schlatt tucks the sleeves to the side he starts talking. "...you remind me of when I was younger. Everyone fucking hated me and I never had real freinds"
he put his arm around Tommy as he talks and tommy complies interested in what happened to the male but also just needing someone to hold him.
"No one came to my aid and I had to fend for myself. You're a good kid tommy, a child but good." Schlatt pauses unsure if he can ask and looks down at tommy had leaned into him slightly and sighs.
"Do you need a place to sleep?"
Tommy gives a slight nod as no energy can be mustered up. Schlatt tries to pick up the 6 foot one giant but fails miserably and just slings the cackling child over his shoulder and slowly yet surely takes tommy to his house.

As they make it to the house schlatt jokes around hoping and succeeding in making tommy giggle and schlatt himself starts laughing at the little jokes that tommy could whisper out.

With the house in sight schlatt takes his keys out and barges into the house and upstairs. He let's go of tommy as he shows him the rickety bed that he sleeps in and tommy curls up into the blanket as the short man tucks him in and goes down and to the kitchen to find somthing to eat.