CharlieBoy
Space Cowboy
Dexter was tired. Tired of waiting for something to happen to him. Tired of being scared.. and well just generally sleepy. All was quiet, really. All he could here was the slight movements of a sleepy little mouse.
Sighed and ruffling his hair in slight frustration he sort of lay down by the wall, being careful to not disturb the mouse.
A few tears escaped his eyes and onto the floor as he rested his head on it. Just thinking of the conversation he had to have with a child was too much to even bear thinking about. It was sad.
Eventually, the kid fell into a restless sleep.
Sighed and ruffling his hair in slight frustration he sort of lay down by the wall, being careful to not disturb the mouse.
A few tears escaped his eyes and onto the floor as he rested his head on it. Just thinking of the conversation he had to have with a child was too much to even bear thinking about. It was sad.
Eventually, the kid fell into a restless sleep.