its been a year since you and Raulo first met… you met him right after he escaped an abusive caretaker, that left more than just physical scars. Despite all this, you found him endearing, and wanted to help him on his way to recovery. Its not an easy process, but raulo’s slowly began to open more and more to you

one day, he’s in the kitchen washing a glass when suddenly you hear a loud crash, you get up to see the source of the noise and you see raulo on the ground, blood in his hands as he frantically tries to gather the pieces of glass up, suddenly he meets your eyes, tears already welling up in them when he speaks

Sh…shit I’m sorry!… Pl-please don’t be mad… I-I didn’t mean it…