Kaos shook so hard, he banged his fingers on the doorknob of his room while trying to open it. He cursed under his breath and tried again, finally managing to use it correctly. As soon as he was inside, he closed the door and hated himself just a bit for locking it too.
He stumbled across the room, going toward his bed, but then realized he hadn’t exactly put in new sheets since the previous day and changed course, going to the bathroom and climbing into the tub instead.
He had to twist this way and that to get his phone out of his pocket, but once he did, he called Makai.
“Hey, K, what’s up?” Makai sounded pleased to hear from him, and that did Kaos in.
“Makai,” he whispered, then started to sob.
“Kaos, what’s wrong? Are you at home?”
“Uh-huh,” he sobbed out.
“Do you need me?”
“Ye
