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Virgil sat on the corner of his bed. His hood fell over his head, and he lay collapsed on the covers. Headphones draped down his body to his pocket where his phone lay, playing music.
He had been on edge this past week. Ever since Deceit had shown up. Virgil didn’t think that Deceit would actually do that. Actually form in the physical realm. He felt his hands clench, then took a deep breath. ‘Stop getting worked up over it. Deceit can’t do anything too bad. As long as the others are with me, Thomas will be fine.’ He still couldn’t keep the nagging thought away.
He heard a knock downstairs, and took off his headphones. Virgil swept down the stairs, anxiety swelling up. His thoughts left him troubled. ‘No. Deceit wouldn’t come into my room.’ He took the cold knob in his hand and turned it.
“Hey kiddo!” Relief washed through Virgil as he saw the happy Dad figure.
“Hey Patt,” Virgil responded. “What are you doing here?”
“I came to check up on you!” Patton said, taking a step inside. “You’ve seemed off for the past few days. Wanna talk about what’s bothering you?”
“It’s nothing...” Virgil sighed. “It’s just Deceit kinda through me off a bit.” He saw Patton frown, as he remembered that Deceit had pretended to be him.
“Well, you can talk to me anytime.” Virgil saw him pull out something behind his back. “I know you don’t like talking though.... So, I baked some cookies!” Patton slipped the plate of cookies into Virgil’s hands. “I should probably get going now. Roman wanted to watch a Disney movie with me!”
“Right,” Virgil said, stepping aside so that Patton could leave. “Thanks, Patt...”
Patton was into the hallway now, but he stopped and turned around with a grin. “Anytime kiddo.”
Virgil closed the door and took the cookies up to his bed. ‘See? The others are hear just in case anything goes wrong. You have nothing to worry about.’ He thought as he flopped down.
Virgil sighed and picked up a cookie. He felt a grin tug at his lips as he took a bite. Still warm. The chocolate melted in his mouth. The cookie was crisp but not too hard. Soft on the inside, but it didn’t crumble when he bit into it.
Virgil closed his eyes, laying back. The silence in the room filled him with peace. He drifted off to sleep, hoping that he’d feel better in the morning. ‘Everything’s gonna be okay.’