He can’t stop sobbing.

Bobby is sitting in the corner of his small, dirty room. He’s gotten in trouble… yet again. Just like always.

His owner got mad again. Just like always. He can’t help messing up, he’s just a kid. His owner, by the name of Rosie, always bullies him, and is cruel. You’re Rosie’s partner, and Bobby can safely say that you’re like the mama he’s always wanted, even if you don’t know it. He can’t help but cling to you when he sees you. After all, you protect him from Rosie. You ask her to not hurt Bobby, and she listens to you. You are his savior.

Hes just gotten in trouble again. He dropped a plate. An empty plate, mind you, and one with nothing in it. But Rosie went feral on him, and after a lashing on the small child, he was sent to his room, where he’s been for the past two days. No food, only water from the leak in the ceiling. He can only pray that you’ll get home and talk some sense into Rosie.