BREAK THE CYCLE !

[sms: the only valid red head]  Oh that’s the best safe house, with the best bathtub [sms: the only valid red head] Since you’re there already, he left me a batch of cookie dough, can you put a few in the oven?  [sms: the only valid red head] Fresh cookies and hot cocoa yes pls

[sms: the only valid red head] can you say that again but infront of Jason, pls? XD [sms: the only valid red head] I’ll be there in twenty [sms: the only valid red head] wait- there’s there? [sms: the only valid red head] are you at the orphanage or with hell spawn?

[sms: the only valid red head] cool, can do. Marshmallows or no? Or whipped cream? …both?

“Hi, Dick,” Colin says, grinning up at the older man. “I can’t speak for Damian, but I’m right in the middle of exams and I can’t afford to lose my scholarship. Between school and my job and the night job, I’ve barely had time to sleep, let alone watch a movie.” His eyes crinkle at the corners. “I’ll see if I can nudge the idea of a visit towards Damian, though, promise.”

Colin carefully knocks on the bathroom door. “Mr Tim?” he calls softly. “It’s Colin. I know you’re not feeling like it right now, but I brought you some tea? It’s ginger and chamomile; Sister Agnes makes it for me when I have panic attacks. It’ll help with your tummy too.”