((Just posting once more before I hit the sack for the night.  I have a dentist appointment tomorrow, as does my littlest brother.  Anyway, I'll get back as soon as I may be able to.  If you want to ask questions about what happened to him, feel free.  Also, as I told Samantha already, I plan to drop the emo act soon, but for now it's there to stay lol.))<br/><br/>Seeing Seth sitting down beside the bed, David turned his eyes away, feeling like he was about to be questioned and more than likely punished for even breathing the wrong way.  Again, he mentally berated himself for the foolish notion, feeling strangely safe here as he forced the tears to stop falling.  It took some effort, but the young man managed it as the wash cloth was handed over to Lysette.  Something about it reminded David of the stuff he had brought along with him, his purple eyes opening a bit in shock at the thought he had forgotten to grab the bag on his way up.  Nothing for it now, probably was stolen by now anyway.  Leaving something like the violin he kept on his person, broken as it was no thanks to getting plowed by his father's vehicle, on the ground like so much trash was not a good idea, or so he was told repeatedly anyway.  Still, it was all he had, and David slowly voiced the question as best he could.  "Did...anyone pick up...my...bag I left outside?  It...it's all I have left."