The smile that crossed Felixâ€™s expression when Jasmine mentioned it would be alright to go shopping the next day was one of unmistakable excitement. He could already picture a few things he wanted, how the room would be set up once he was finished, the clothes he would buy, maybe even some new bed sheets and matching curtains for the windows. If he had all the money in the world he would probably go to the extreme, on a budget he was a little tamer and actually thought about what he would buy. Already he wanted to jump up and down with glee but somehow managed to keep the urge under control and just throw his arms around Jasmine with a hug to show how glad he was.  Maybe there was a chance for this to be a better week than he thought now that he was allowed to see Jasmine more.<br/><br/>Or perhaps it would not be a better week at all.<br/><br/>He had flinched when he heard yelling coming from Laveenâ€™s room. Almost immediately deep seeded anger swelled within him, he wasnâ€™t an idiot, aware that the poor kid was being abused again by these incompetent and ungrateful people. Why has Jasmine not tried to stop them before? Did she not know that he was being abused? He clenched his jaw and try as he may he could not hold himself back from sighing. Bullies. They were nothing but bullies and despite Jasmine trying to make him ignore it he was not going to accept that; she seemed so nonchalant about it and that made him sick to his stomach. Just because they kicked her out of the room didnâ€™t mean that she should just say â€˜theyâ€™re jerks, oh well, back to cooking.â€™ It didnâ€™t make sense, in the asylum he had seen people to stand up for others even if it had resulted in beatings.<br/><br/>When the yelling stopped he suddenly felt compelled to go see if the young man was alright, leaving the kitchen after saying a brief â€œSee you later,â€ to Jasmine and heading back to his own room to open the secret passage again. Once in his room he locked the door behind him and made it seem like he went to lay down for a bit. Felix was sure that the young man would be trying to recover from yelling by taking a nap. He would be sure to be careful while entering the room. He pulled away the desk that stood in front of the small door to the passage. In a matter of seconds he reached the secret door that lead into Laveenâ€™s room and peered in. However when he did reach the room Laveen was not asleep, but there was no Jenny or Richard in sight so that made it better.<br/><br/>He wanted to stay but he knew he had to make this quick. It would be a small gesture but he hoped it would be enough. â€œLaveen?â€ He spoke quietly, breathing heavily from having moved so fast getting to the room, heart pounding a bit harder in his chest, taking notice to how the young man was crying. Quietly Felix moved to sit on the bed with him and then put his arms around him, hugging him closely. Well aware that the young man was fragile he made sure he was careful with him.