MHA # 2 | Tuesday Afternoon
Jul. 13th, 2021 10:06 amIt was very hard to fall asleep while handcuffed to a radiator, who knew? Still, Diego had managed it sometime after the fifteen hour mark of being held captive by his own brother. Five was nice enough to provide him with a blanket so it was comfortable enough for him to forget about the handcuff thing when he first woke up. Until he went to stretch and was stopped by the cuffs bouncing against the radiator with a clang.
"I'm going to kill him," Diego mumbled for about the millionth time in the last twenty-four hours. He sat up as much as he could, and realized that Dolores was staring at him from the kitchen table. She must have been set up as a guard, which was even more humiliating.
At least there was cold coffee and a gross Danish for him to eat for breakfast? Thanks, Five.
[For one!]
"I'm going to kill him," Diego mumbled for about the millionth time in the last twenty-four hours. He sat up as much as he could, and realized that Dolores was staring at him from the kitchen table. She must have been set up as a guard, which was even more humiliating.
At least there was cold coffee and a gross Danish for him to eat for breakfast? Thanks, Five.
[For one!]