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Patton had been away from home, from his best friends, for a whole week.
And he was utterly exhausted.
He did love his parents, but seven days of having to tolerate disapproving comments and opinions on how he had chosen to live his life had nearly broken him.
There was a few times that he cried himself to sleep at night.
Virgil would go ballistic if he found out what happened.
At least Patton would see his best friend again, he’d missed that purple haired dark angel.
Just days before Patton was due to return, Virgil had texted to say he’d be waiting with Logan and Roman at the gate.
But unfortunately, Patton couldn’t find any of them, at all.
Look, it’s not like he was expecting anything big but it would have been nice to see them again after getting off the plane.
Patton waited for a while after getting the last of his bags, but it became clear they weren’t coming.
He found a ride back to the house, trying not to feel too disappointed.
Maybe they just forgot, it was fine.
Whatever happened, Patton was just glad to be home.
He put his phone on charge and packed his clothes away back in his wardrobe.
The house felt empty, cold and alone, as it usually did when he was the only one there.
Patton decided he wouldn’t let himself be sad, and so turned on the heating and most lights and then the TV.
He was sitting on the couch, bundled up with a blanket when the front door slammed open.