Kenny had been homeless for the past year or so, though no one knew. Karen of course came to wherever he was staying when she could to give him food and clothes, but that's the most she could do as a teenager under her parents strict watch. The blonde didn't blame her, but as he sat under a picnic table in the pelting snow and rain, he wished he weren't alone at least. Somehow, none of his friends had caught on yet, and that's how he wanted to keep it. It wouldn't have mattered anyways, seeing as his friends seemingly didn't care about him, but still. It was better on the males dignity.
Though no one had caught on, or so Kenny thought, it didnt help Kenny keep his secret when he showed up to school violently sick more than half of the time. This included him having raging fevers, the shivers, horrid congestion that lead to nosebleeds, and much more. Despite this, he managed to pass this off as him just catching a cold or the results of drugs and cigarettes.
That particular night, the blonde came to the conclusion that he couldn't charge his phone for the night due to the harsh weather. Kenny didn't particularly want to be electrocuted. Because of that, he settled the best he could under the table and looked at the engraved initials under the table.
