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WHO: George, Patrick and Joey
WHAT: Joey telling his story
WHEN: Monday evening
WHERE: Joey's apartment
WARNINGS: Recap of violence and rape



Patrick thought he might just die of nerves.

Joey had invited him over and the best time to do so was on Monday night when the girl who was staying with him had to work. George was with him and Patrick couldn't even express how relieved he was to have George there with him. He had his hand clenched in George's sleeve and he was shaking slightly as they knocked on the door. He had texted Joey a few moments ago as well so the mortal would know it was safe to open the door.

Joey swung the door open and Patrick took in the view of his friend. Patrick had seen him broken in the alley-way and in the hospital room but here in his everyday clothes hanging off of him, the change was shocking. Joey was rail-thin and he had bandages on his wrists. He was getting around with a cane, though Patrick didn't know that was just because he tired easily and his left ankle would throb if he was on it for too long. There were fresh scars on his arms and healing burn marks on his neck. "Joey," Patrick said, unable to keep the pain out of his voice even just upon greeting his friend.

"Just come in, Patrick. Hi, George."

Patrick bustled in, pulling George with him. "We brought Chinese food," he said, and he really hoped Joey would eat some.