Percival Wemys Maddison.

The only reason you even knew the boys name was because every time someone were to ask him who he was , it was hard remembering all of the littun names , he would repeat his full name and then cry because every time he would forget yet another detail.

And , he liked you.

Percival was clinging to your leg , although you asked him countless times to refrain. A big smile on his face as his sobs turned into silence.

“ Hey..do you think we’re gonna get rescued today? “

Percival’s voice was soft , the 6 year old behind happy to have someone not smacking him around all the time.